Now is the time of puffy feet

Smartie and I had a whirlwind trip back to Omaha. We got to see lots of family and friends, got many generous gifts, and had a wonderful barbecue.

Sadly, either because of the heat or the 14 hours in a car (yes, it now takes officially an hour longer to get to Omaha than it used to thanks to a baby on the bladder) I now have an amazing case of puffy feet.

If anyone has a good idea of how I can work on the computer while flat on my side and feet up in the air, I would be happy to hear it.

Tomorrow is the 28 week checkup and a date with a big glass of syrup -- the gestational diabetes test. I also can feel the end approaching. From here on out I'm over the 4 week appointments and now into the 2 week visits.

Tonight I eat ice cream in the hopes of getting that extra two pounds I'm still short for the month. Between the ice cream tonight and the syrup tomorrow, I assume I'm in for a whole lot of internal kicking for the next 24 hours.