"Doctor" Appointment

So a few people have expressed disappointment that when I blogged, I chose a grammar lesson instead of my "doctor" appointment to blog about. Sorry. I was going to blog about my appointment last night, but blogger wasn't working. Then this morning in the shower (where all good thinking is done) I was consumed with my annoyance about the misused "I" and so that's what I blogged about. :-)

Last Wednesday, I didn't have a doctor appointment. I didn't even have a nurse appointment. I had a "prenatal cluster" appointment. I met with about 15 other pregnant women and sat for three hours while two nurses had us fill out paperwork, took our blood, and taught us how to be pregnant. I learned all sorts of interesting things; like not to smoke, drink, or do drugs. I also learned I should eat, but not overeat. It was quite informational. I'm glad I had the opportunity to go. (If you can't sense the sarcasm at this point, you don't know me very well.) But anyway, the three-hour-classroom-type setting is the reason why they wouldn't let me take Olivia back with me last month. I guess that makes sense. But really, they could have drawn my blood, given me the paperwork and told me to bring it back filled in for my next appointment. Olivia could have been there for that. There should be some kind of excemption for women who have been through this within the last two years. It's kinda still fresh in my memory - how to be pregnant and all.

But I have an actual nurse practitioner appointment set for December 5. At 3:45. I'm so excited! I should get an ultrasound appointment at that point, too. :-D It might not be long now, folks! I did snicker at the prenatal cluster when they explained how often the appointments would be. They said up to 28 weeks, you see a nurse once a month, then twice a month after that. I'm 23 weeks. By my appointment I'll be 24. This means I'll have one monthly appointment and then I'll be biweekly until the 9th month (36 weeks), then I'll be weekly. That'll make the time just fly by! I remember with Olivia, once I got to the biweekly stage, everything went very quickly from that point on. Well, until school got out and all I did was sit around, read Harry Potter, and wait for the baby to come. But I think Olivia will keep me busy enough that that won't happen this time.

Well, that was my "doctor" appointment. Hopefully I'll have more to say after my December 5th appointment. Like maybe an actual due date. Or an ultrasound date. Exciting times!

Grammar Lesson

It seems there are a lot of confused people out there concerning the use of the pronoun "I" when used with multiple subjects, or rather, objects of the preposition, I guess. I keep hearing sentences like this:

She went with him and I to the store.

It's like people are afraid of making the "me" mistake that makes hillbillies so comical to listen to. It's okay to say the word "me"!

Correct me if I'm wrong, but this is what I remember from grade school:
When there are multiple subjects with the pronoun "I", take out the other subjects to see if the word "I" makes sense. Does this make sense:

She went with I to the store.

Nope, it sure doesn't. It's:

She went with him and me to the store.

I'll get down off my soap box now.

Pray

There was a tragedy in the Ramsay family. Pray hard for peace and understanding and most of all God's presence through this difficult time. Even if you don't know them.

My Morning

I VACUUMED! It's not even 11 and I vacuumed! And did laundry! And dishes! And now Livi's down for her nap and I'm deciding whether or not to shower or clean the bathroom. I can't clean the bathroom with her awake, because she's always trying to touch whatever I have just bleached. She won't stay out of the bathroom! It's the same with everything I do. When I was vacuuming, she's always right there in front of me. I have to nudge her to get her to move! And with dishes, she's right there, trying to close the dishwasher (thankfully, she's finally learned not to try to pull the dirty dishes out of the dishwasher). And when I'm cooking, she's very mad if I can't hold her so she can see what I'm doing. Sometimes that's enough to frustrate me severely, but today, I was thinking how grateful I am that she's here with me, learning these useful things instead of with strangers at daycare. I kept thinking about how useful all this will be to her and how I hope I can instill some sense of a schedule and responsibility along with the knowledge of how to cook and clean. When I first got married I was so lost! I had rarely cooked, and had never had a cleaning schedule. I'd like to think I'm a little better by now. So anyway, that's my morning.

Nothing else is new around here enough to blog about. Still haven't been to a doctor. Josh is still pretty sure we're staying here vs. moving to Alabama. We probably won't hear from those people again until after the holidays, anyway. Speaking of job offers, Josh got an email saying that they're hiring at Surrey. That's a bit further away than Alabama. It's in England. But they're a much much better company and would most likely pay much much better as well. Maybe well enough we could fly home to the states for the holidays and such? And I'd get an awesome accent. And bad teeth. But again, we're most likely staying here for the next year and a half.

Livi's Little House II

This is the second movie we took of Olivia and her little house, but it's the only one I'm blogging about because it's far superior. It's longer, for one, and we all know more is better.

Where Are Your Hands?

I noticed when watching this video that Olivia has learned the word "hand" quite well! At the time, I didn't realize there was a connection between Josh asking her, "What's in your hand?" and her making her hand disappear. It's a good thing we recorded it so I could realize her true genius! So, without further ado, here's Olivia, doing something cute!