BFFs

As I approach 32 weeks of pregnancy my best friends "nausea" and "vomiting" are back. I told them back in month 5 that they didn't need to return but, given the circumstances and the fact they made it back around 32 weeks during my last pregnancy, they thought it rude to bow out. Lovely. Good thing I have Ignacio to keep me laughing and kindly point out that they eggs I just threw up in the garbage are officially, "icky eggs". Today he picked up a toy and pretended it was a phone and called the following people within 15 mintues while walking around the house like a 15 year old, even stopping to look at himself in the mirror on numerous occassions:

Papa
Auntie
Tio
Tia
Prima
Maureen
Elmo
his nose
Big Bird
the christmas tree
chicken
Cookie Monster
a horse
a frog
Ama
his milk
a baby
Papa (again...forgot to tell him something)
his crib

When he was done he put a bucket over his head and turned on music to dance...priceless.
I love my kid and am cherishing these last weeks together just him and I, stir-crazy in the house acting like goofballs, nausea and vomiting and all...