Scare of a lifetime

We all have been sick in bed since Thursday night and I was having trouble breathing so I went in for a check. They later called me to say that a test came back indicating I had thrown a blood clot into my lungs and to go to the hospital immediately for more tests because this kind of thing occasionally happens in pregnancy and can be fatal. Thank God everything turned out ok, but they did expose the baby to some radiation and other substances that we pray won't harm her. They were not sure as to the risks of the tests, only said that the risk to me superceded other concerns at the moment. We were absolutely terrified. I never planned on needing to have the kinds of conversations I had with my husband yesterday. Talks about comas, raising our daughter (s), things that shouldn't be left unsaid.

I have so much more respect for life today than I did yesterday. Not taking it for granted. Really realizing that I hold 2 lives in my hands right now and if I don't take care of myself, I am not taking care of the other.

But, as I said, I am fine. They did not find anything and hopefully that will be the end of it. Just wanted to let you know. We have all returned to our regularly scheduled colds.

Words

We have words! After resigning myself to the probability that Goldie would forever babble rather than speak, the little bugger has really taken off with her renditions of: Cheese, sock, shoe, baby, outside, shirt, no, no no no, and the always popular NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. It is so great to hear her communicating in such a sophisticated way.

In other developmental news....she has decided that at 17 months, it is very important how food reaches her mouth. It must be on a fork, by herself. Please do not try to steady the bowl for her, it only makes her angry and she will be forced to wrestle it with her considerable toddler might out of your hands.

Also! We have made it into the 3rd trimester, working on 30 weeks. While I am so excited to meet our new addition, I must say that pregnancy has been one cruel joke after another. The never-ending gut wrenching nausea. The insomnia. The acne. Then, when I find my will to live, I get hit with mind-numbing fatigue. I think I will try and accomplish some things today. Right after my nap.