A Really Boring Month

And don't get me wrong, I'm NOT complaining.  I have enjoyed this past month in all its boring glory, and wouldn't wish it to have been any other way.  I sat down to write a few posts, but the subject wasn't really important enough to dedicate an entire post to, so I walked away.  So I thought I'd basically summarize the month in one boring post rather than force a storyline that really didn't exist.

Football season is FINALLY over.  Justice and his team ended the season with ZERO wins and a corresponding loss of confidence.  He seems to have bounced back pretty well in the off-season, and if anything it was a good thing... if losing every game can ever be a good thing?  I think not, but he is very serious about improving his physical condition for next season so he and The Coach are working out five days per week trying to make his skinny legs and arms a little stronger, and also make him run faster.  I'm thankful for a healthy husband and son.  In better youth football news, The Coach's varsity team made it to the playoff's this year, and his junior varsity team won the Championship!  

 Here's a pic of The Coach and his JV boys after the big win.  

Joe also had a birthday this month.  He turned a whopping 47 years old on the 17th.  Of course you would never know it by the way he looks, he certainly has aged well and he is healthy as can be.  All that hard work on his part has definitely paid off over the years.  For his birthday I bought him tickets to go see the Knicks play the Grizzlies.  He went with Justice and they had a great time, even though the Knicks lost.

Jack isn't a big fan of sporting events yet, he gets to missing on his Mom around half time and then Joe and Justice have to leave early and well, that's no fun.  So Jack stayed home with me.  I also baked Joe a cake, and you're thinking this is big news, why?  Because it was the first time I've felt well enough to bake anything since I found out I was pregnant.  

Speaking of being pregnant, I'm still pregnant.  17 weeks down, 23 to go!  And things are going very well, knock on wood.  I had my 16 week appointment last week, and the doctor is very happy with my progress.  Thankfully my blood pressure is really cooperating for once, and it's the lowest it's been since my last pregnancy.  110 over 70!  Whew, that's a huge weight off my shoulders.  Praying it stays that way.  I am not having a fun pregnancy by any stretch of the imagination, and if it wasn't such a hard baby to conceive I'd be a huge whiner.  But I'm not, because I prayed for this baby a zillion times over the past four years and am just thankful to be miserably pregnant.  I look an awful mess, none of that "glow" I had with either Justice or Jack.  Just a pasty white sheen across my clammy skin and that's the best I can do these days.  I also started showing really EARLY with this baby.  With Jack I didn't show until the fifth month and even wore my Navy uniform up until that point.  Not this time!  Not sure what the difference is, I've only gained a couple pounds so it's not that... I'm still guessing it's a girl, that would explain the entire miserable experience.  Just prepping me for what's to come in the 18 years ahead.  I rented a fetal heartbeat monitor this time around, and it has provided me with a peace of mind that I wouldn't trade for anything at all.  It was very beneficial early on, when I was consumed with worry that something was wrong.  Thank goodness I also started feeling fetal movement very early on with this pregnancy (starting in week 13) so at least I have that constant reminder that baby is doing just fine in there.  

And that's all there is to it.  A really boring post to cap off a really boring month.  Amen!