I found out today that my assistant pulled what I have come to refer as a, "Kindercare". This is when you give your two weeks notice and then don't show up the next day....or any other day for that matter.

I told Brian about it and he said, "Uh oh. What does that meant for you?"

I replied, "It doesn't mean crap for me. My last day is the 14th. I guess it sucks to be them."

I love those kids but I'm over being their little preggo lackey.

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I have got to say, that fetal movement at this stage is still kind of creepy. It feels just like when your stomach rumbles or you have indigestion, but in a different spot. Because the baby is sitting on the right side of my belly button, (right on my sciatic, way to go baby!) it's easy to tell the difference.

But I swear it still feels like a bunch of gurgles.

I won't complain, I know pretty soon I'll be getting kicked and punched and all sorts of things. Woo!


Oh...I guess I didn't post this here. We had decided on names- Sasha Marie for a girl and Davin Michael for a boy.

I have to say, I decided and Brian stayed the hell out of my way :)