This is all the blogging in could muster this week. Monday was such a big day,
1. I was 26 weeks preggo
2. Noah and I left MS on a jet plane headed back to NC. ( to see daddy, Yay!!!!)
3. Noah and his newfound early two tantrums made their debut in the Atlanta aiport.
Needless to say we utilized the family bathroom, locked the door, and let Noah get it all out so he wasn't screaming strolling down the corridor. A convo, and spank later, we were on the same page again.
4. I learned that the status flying "infant in arms", does not really apply to almost 2 year olds, and pregnant moms. The belly and the baby do not really fit in a airplane seat together. Thankfully Noah slept the second leg of the trip on the 50 minute flight and my seat mates were thankful and complimented me/him on how well he did.
I mean this is like his 20th flight of his life he should have it down to a science.
Once we were back we had to tackle sleeping patterns again. The time changes and hour from MS to NC and so getting Noah to go to sleep on time was a battle. Then after a week of waking up and knowing the "woof woofs"/doggies were right outside his door, he often woke up confused back home in the middle of the night wanting to see them. And poor Momma trying to explain to a sleepy toddler that the doggies were in MS, well the info wasn't recieved well.
THUS this is why I look so tired in my 26 week photo.
I did have another Dr. appt on Thursday. My glucose test. It wasn't as bad as I remembered, kinda like drinking fizzzzzzzy Sunkist. My B/P was 98/66. Luke's bpm was 155 and again I have only gained 2 lbs. 6 total. I guarantee this is because I chase Noah all the time. I passed my glucose test and my hemoglobin was 13.1 (pretty good).
Just some cute pics of my boy. That daddy took
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