This weekend of was uneventful. I laid on the couch all day Saturday. Did absolutely nothing.
C-Dub finally got to feel the baby kicking away at about 3 am. We just laid there in the dark, waiting for the Boy to show Daddy how strong he was getting. Really neat.
Sunday, I went to Babies R Us and completed my registry. Finally. I think. We went out to dinner, then came home and crashed.
Nothing else new really. The Boy is kicking away, giving me LOTS of reassurance every day. Some days he starts early, some days he starts late. But he always lets me know he's there!
Oh, and the swelling continues. It's mainly one sided. I wonder if that means anything?