Because I shared so much about Nic's gallbladder, I figured that I should share more about the actual outcome. Good news is: He is feeling better than he has felt in a long time. And it's about time. I'm growing an entire person here--can I get a little sympathy? I'm only partly kidding. But seriously. I'm growing a
human being who at some point in the next twelve weeks is going to have to exit my body. That has to be worse than having a little old gallbladder removed.
I've now entered my third trimester. Less than 90 days to go people! Baby Norah is doing great it seems. She is particularly fond of my right rib cage; I don't know if she's punching it or kicking it or what in the world is going on in there, but it is far from comfortable and I wish she would stop.
The whole nesting thing has hit full force and I'm pretty sure it's driving Nic crazy. I always have a list of projects for him, but now those projects have a specific deadline that if not met, might result in my whole world imploding and you wouldn't want that right Nic? We've got to finish the bathroom and build shelves in the closet and get a new water filter and change all the air filters and and and a lot of other things that I think of daily. I'm hoping this comes to an end soon, but as of now I can't help it if I have to wipe down all the walls, doors, and baseboards in the house. These things must be done!
And here's the after:
The actual glider cost me 30 bucks from KSL classifieds. I ended up just throwing the old cushions away because they were icky and used some batting that I already had to stuff the new ones. So after touching up the paint and buying the fabric, I figure I spent about $50 on the entire project. I'm pretty pleased with myself.
