I did go to yoga last night which was a pretty easy class, thank goodness. The baby boy has been kicking the crap out of me lately, and this is especially true during yoga. I think his foot landed right on my cervix, which sends mini shockwaves through my body every time he kicks it. So far I'm pretty happy with how things are progressing. No new stretch marks yet, which is a good thing since I still have more than enough from last time around. I seriously loathe those things.
I discovered yesterday that my two year old knows how to use a comptuer mouse. One of his baby keyboard computer games apparently requires the use of the mouse, and he figured out how to control it easily. This scares me.
Also last weekend we moved him from the crib in the nursery to a full size bed in his new room. I will take a picture of my adorable (expensive) bedding as soon as I finish hanging the curtains. He has done just fine in the bed, and hasn't figured out that he can climb out anytime he wants. He physically can get in and out no problem, but when he wakes up he will not leave the bed until I come give him permission to do so. Great deal, I say. The only downside has been that he tends to sit in bed and sing or talk or count for an hour or more at naptime. I often have to go remind him what he is there for. I think it's partially because his room is on the opposite side of the house from his old room and it is brighter in the afternoon. So his naps have gotten a little shorter, but still not bad.
Now off to the big red bullseye boutique. So I can spread my germs around some more.