We just get Evan to bed. He's not feeling well, nose running, keeps grabbing his head. I hope he's better by morning...
Well, it's Midnight and Evan is up watching Yo Gabba Gabba in the living room with Mommy. He woke up and started throwing up. He was really upset and having a hard time breathing through his stuffed up nose. We're scheduling a doctor's appointment in the morning. We're supposed to go and see the doctor on Tuesday anyway, but I don't want to take any chances with him. Not to mention, there's rumors of an impending Nor'easter on the way for this weekend.
Meanwhile, our baby girl has been really busy inside Mommy's belly, flipping around, kicking, etc. We're less than 2 weeks away, so we're working on final preparations this weekend. We're painting the room she will be sleeping in with Mommy and Daddy, and getting our hospital bags ready just in case her water breaks and we have to go in right away, which, if it did happen, I wouldn't be all that surprised if it happened this weekend during the height of the Nor'easter. I hope that's not the case. If it is, I'll have my Durango ready for some 4 wheel action.
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