Holy shit, I’ve only got about two months left – two busy, busy months that include three weddings, one federal holiday, two children’s birthdays, one visit from my dear wife Aughra, a Radiohead concert, a big move to a new house, Kya’s first day of kindergarten (oh my god), my mom’s college graduation, a family reunion, and a massive transition at work that I’m a really big part of (the boss has threatened to “keep that kid in with duct tape until we’re done”). I literally have something scheduled for every weekend between now and Labor Day – which, by the way, used to be my due date until the ultrasound revealed he’s a week bigger than previously thought, which puts me at around August 25th. But wait, K was 2 weeks early – just like me and all of my siblings.
Luckily, though, I’m not bored.
I’ve gained, so far, 28 pounds. Not even halfway to where I was the last time. Have I mentioned that when pregnant with Kya, I gained 70 pounds? That really sucked. I commend myself this time around. I think it has a lot to do with not having cable television.
K and I saw Kung Fu Panda with some friends tonight. It was pretty awesome – especially enjoyed David Cross voicing the character of a crane.
In unrelated news, I found a receipt in a basket at the grocery earlier this week. It belonged to someone who purchased only two things: a tube of Icy Hot and a box of Milk Duds.