Mars Baby

We had a second ultrasound yesterday to check on the positioning of the placenta. They flipped on the 4-D for a minute and we got a glimpse of the baby's face. The technology is amazing, but the baby managed to pull a pretty hilarious face, so the only picture we have looks decidedly un-cute. He was looking, as J put it, very Cydonia mensa.

Everything looks good and he's measuring about a week ahead of schedule. We met up with some of J's relatives last week, one of whom almost had a 10-pound baby (they induced at 8 pounds). So there could be a giant baby in my belly. The placenta is still low-lying, but right above the cusp where I would have to have a mandatory c-section. There might be some of you reading this who have very little interest in placentas, but maybe you should just google "placenta" and check out a few pictures that pop up. That is what I had to do after my first ultrasound, because what I realized I didn't, after all, know much about placentas. Oh man, that thing is crazy! Anyway, it's important to keep that guy intact and doing well, so we'll see what the doctor says. I've passed the 30-week mark...in the home stretch! Right? Right??

Otherwise, things have been lovely and mild. I rediscovered a Thai restaurant right around the corner from our house that is actually the very first place I ate pad thai in high school. It is still as delicious as I remember. Definitely the best pad thai I've had in Denver, maybe even surpasses New York stuff. Sometimes pad thai just tastes like old oil or wet dog and I can't abide by glommy noodles, so going back to a really delicious dish that started my love affair with Thai food was pretty awesome.

I've spent the rest of my time getting worked up over these people who adopt monkeys because they had "empty nest syndrome" and needed a living doll they could feed french fries and candy to. After they removed the dolls' teeth, of course.

If you need me tomorrow, I'll be watching the Nathan's Hot Dog Competition from my couch while eating donuts with my friends. It's no standing in the press box and drinking at Ruby's, but it will be decidedly more relaxing.

Happy 4th!