Good news from the midwife

I officially do not have gestational diabetes and my placenta has moved up far enough that I should have no problem delivering naturally. All signs are pointing towards two more months of a healthy pregnancy followed by a good delivery. *knock on wood*

The only bad thing going on right now is that the sun is trying to cook my insides and steal my soul. The thermometer is supposed to hit 98 degrees on both Saturday and Sunday. I just called my aunt to see if I can come hang out in her air conditioned basement on Saturday afternoon. Seriously, anything above 95 gets hard to handle, even in our basement apartment. We shut up the house, close all the windows, pull the drapes, but above 95 is just too much. The dogs have been hot and lethargic, too. I have a large tube sock filled with rice (affectionately called Condoleeza Beans and Rice) that I used to warm in the microwave to ease back pain, but now I put it in the freezer to cool my head at night. Good times. I think Sunday I'll be seeing the inside of at least one movie theater.

With the heat and some dog madness and just general pregnancy uncomfortableness, I haven't slept well in two nights. After one night of bad sleep, I can function until about 9pm and then I start acting like a toddler. After two nights, I have to fight the urge to crawl under my desk and take a nap. I don't think I'll make it the whole day at the office. I may have to go home and take a nap at lunch.