The past two days have worn me out -- apparently, sitting on my ass in a conference room, munching on donuts, and asking interview questions is tiresome. It's the sitting on my ass all day that I find particularly uncomfortable; I don't like sitting that much as it is, but while pregnant, it's even more uncomfortable.
So, it was nice this evening, after dinner, that we all went to the dog park and while Scooter doesn't particularly love to run at the dog park (he's dog-anti-social, but he does like walking around and sniffing grass and other dog butts), Norah does! For me, it was glorious to be outside, walking around while Norah enjoyed the plethora of "doggies!" and did some tree-hugging (does anyone else's kid do this? Norah literally will hug trees and sign posts; she also seems very interested in picking up and carrying around rocks lately).
In other news, I had a dr. check up yesterday, and everything is going along super-duper! Got the results of my glucose test, as well as other accompanying bloodwork, back and everything is a-okay. I'm even excellent on my iron levels, which I was a bit deficient on when preggo with Norah. So, that's all good, yo.
Lastly, my stepdad sent me an email with some outdated ads, and I thought this one advertising the breastfeeding benefits of beer to be particularly funny. I like what they say -- the malt and hops are GOOD for a baby! Awesome. Now, if only this Blatz Beer were still being manufactured...