Eeek! I'm having a hard time keeping up with this blog! My energy spurts seem to come and go. I think I have about one productive day to every eight lazy ones. It's a shame considering all of the projects I would like to finish before this little nugget makes an appearance.

Speaking of which, this little nugget (which I imagine looks EXACTLY like The Bear) is progressing well. Everything was good at the last visit and I scheduled my anatomy scan for 19w6d.

I have put on the appropriate amount of weight, give or take a pound and bowel movement or two. Unfortunately, the scale at Dr. C's office is in dire need of calibration because I weighed in at ten pounds heavier than my last visit four weeks ago. I politely (but firmly) requested to be weighed on a different scale and I've put on about 5 lbs. That's a pretty big difference between scales!

I've been pretty sore in my back, especially my lower back--which is something totally new for me. My neck and back pain is due partly to my TMJ. I went to visit my TMJ doc on Monday and she said that I have a lot of tension in my face and neck and to keep up with my exercises. There are these fabulously ghetto massage chairs at the TMJ office and I always use them when I'm waiting for my appointment. It felt so good this last time, I almost moaned out loud. Seriously. I think it might be time to schedule another prenatal massage.

The problem with my prenatal masseuse is, while she's VERY nice and VERY skilled, she's such a TALKER. Listen, I don't want to talk. I want my back rubbed. It kills. This is my therapy session, not yours. Ugh. But she gives one kick ass massage.

The next phase of The Bear's Grand Nesting Project has involved our house officially being on the market. We started out of the gates quite quickly with four showings and an open house--all within the first week. Now, it's like hearing crickets. SLOW. Oh well, it might be really nice to stay at our little home and get it ready for Baby Bear.