The Congdons

The girls are both doing pretty good. I never really understood the "terrible two's" until the last two weeks-Gwen has really hit a bad stage. She drives me crazy sometimes but she is still my sweet little helper, and really does try (most of the time) to be good. She likes going to my appointments and listening to the baby's heartbeat and seems really excited about having another baby sister. She's been really good about reminding us to say prayers every night too. Today, just when I thought I was going to rip my hair out over her and Grace, she went into the kitchen, threw some duplos up into the air like confetti and said "Hip Hip Hooray!" Along with telling us that we "Haf" to buy Wall-E, she makes up for the awful moments (like telling me she saw Jesus on the ceiling of our pediatricians yesterday). Grace has had a bit of a hard couple of weeks. Within the last two weeks Grace has had three of her eye teeth come in. She got her top two within a day or two of each other, and in between the top two coming in, one of her bottom eye teeth started to move up (it just broke the surface this week). I felt really bad for her, mainly because she seemed to have a head cold at the same time (not too sure about that though). Then to top it all off I had to take her to the doctor Thursday-she woke up early that morning with a fever of almost 104 (after stripping her to take her temperature), and the next morning after letting her sit in our cold apartment for half an hour and letting her get goose bumps all over, her fever was still at 102.8 So, the doctor wasn't sure exactly what was going on with her (all he could say for sure is that her throat and tonsils were both swollen and red) so he put her on an antibiotic just to make sure it wasn't something viral, which he said it could have been. Her fever broke last night (whether due to it all being viral and running it's course or because of the medication, we're not sure) and she's doing better. She is saying a lot more things now too-door, here I are, inker bal (tinker bell) and a few more. She's getting so big (she is a pound more in weight than Gwen but still shorter).

As for me, I am doing all right. I am really tired all the time, which I have to keep an eye on since it could mean that my iron is low (it was borderline when they did my iron test last month). Other than that, things are going pretty good. My glucose test came back in the normal range, my weight and blood pressure are good, and so is the baby's heart beat. I have been feeling crampy every now and then, but I felt like this with Grace too, and as long as there's no blood or fluids, I am fine-my body is just preparing itself (so I've been told, with Grace and this baby). I also get this popping sensation in my abdomen when I flip to my other side at night, and I couldn't tell if it was my pelvic bone or my tailbone, but the doctor said it's just muscle popping back into place after having been in a certain position for too long. Once again, nothing to worry about. The baby is still moving like crazy, and quite a few times I've had elbows or knees poking out and been able to feel them-Rob says it looks like an alien trying to escape. My calling is going good as well. I'm not sure what they're planning on doing come January since we just got a new bishopric but we'll see. I am looking forward to the Christmas lesson with the kids-I'm hoping to help them understand a bit more what it's really about (and not just Santa and presents).