One of the common screening tests during pregnancy looks for gestational diabetes. The test involves drinking a bottle of glucose. One hour later they do a blood draw and determine how your body responds.
The glucose drink has a reputation for being disgustingly sweet. I thought perhaps if the glucola were disguised as an orange martini, Lindsey might enjoy the experience a little more.

Bottoms up!

Blah!

Getting tipsy!

The collection of baby clothes is growing. Good thing they don’t take up much space. It looks like he’ll be very well dressed.

I’ve always been fascinated by airplanes, and one day I’ll hopefully get an opportunity to take flight lessons. For the time being the baby and I will be day dreaming about the airplanes in the nursery. The plan is to hang them from the ceiling somewhere (but not over the crib!).

Last night Lindsey and I worked on the backyard project for a couple hours. I worked on getting the trim pieces put on the fence, while Lindsey did some work with the wheelbarrow. I can’t believe how much energy Lindsey has considering she’s around 20 weeks right now. Her help is very much appreciated.
Just before sunset we finished setting the last two fence posts that will be used for the gates. This morning I’m off to Lowes to get stain for the fence. I think a trip to Starbucks for a venti americano is in order.

Lindsey and I have gotten hooked on watching Lost. We’ve been getting the episodes on DVD from Netflix for the last week or two. In that short amount of time we’ve managed to watch almost all of season 1 (24 episodes total) — at this rate we’ll be all caught up in a couple more weeks.
For those of you that haven’t been lucky enough to get hooked on Lost, it’s kind of a thriller-series where a group of people end up on an island in the South Pacific after surviving a plane crash. Lindsey gets pretty wound up watching the show, and I’m certain the baby has been feeling the adrenaline rush too. Last night he was very active and Lindsey and I both got to feel his movement on the outside of Lindsey’s tummy. I can only imagine what it’s going to be like when he gets a bit bigger.

Recently, Lindsey has begun to feel the baby moving. Commodus and I still haven’t felt it, though he is determined to feel it first.