On Friday morning, my mom, Sofia and I went to the Children’s Museum. Sofia had a nice time playing with the various exhibits, but since it was Good Friday, the museum was especially full. There were a couple of times when Sofia was trying to play with certain toys and a kid would try to grab it or push her away. I was surprised at the adrenaline rush I got and had to restrain myself from pushing those kids back. Instead I calmly said, “We all have to share…it’s OK…” while the kids’ parents ignored them.
On the way back from the museum, on MLK, I nailed a pothole so hard that even Sofia said “oh, oh!” A little exclamation mark lit up on the dashboard and I knew this wasn’t good. After getting on the Shoreway and driving for about 10 minutes, I thought I really screwed up the alignment because the car kept pulling to the right. Then I heard a little flapping sound…and then realized we had a flat. Thankfully we were close to an exit and I pulled off and parked right in front of Brown’s Stadium. I haven’t ever changed a tire and considering I’m 9+ months pregnant I didn’t think I should try. I called Joe, but he was at the dentist’s office and actually en route to a lab (with the dentist) to pick up his two front teeth (long story).
After Joe didn’t answer his phone I called the dentist’s office and they called the dentist to get a hold of Joe. Joe and the dentist decided they would stop by to fix the tire before they went to the lab in Elyria. So 20 minutes later they arrived and Joe changed the tire, while the dentist helped supervise. Sofia was very excited by Daddy arriving out of nowhere and the fact that she was sitting in the front seat while we were parked.
Joe eventually got his new teeth and they look great!
Saturday
Sofia had a special delivery on Saturday, from her Nana Nola. Her Easter surprise included a plush frog, a coloring book and a bubble maker. Sofia hugged the frog, tried eating the crayons and went crazy over the bubbles.

We were hanging out in Fiona’s room when the package arrived.

Yummy…crayons!

Sofia loved chasing the bubbles.
On Saturday afternoon Chris and Naomi invited us over to hang out. Sofia has become much more comfortable with Sadie and with their house. She was very excited by the cats and after a while was fine with Sadie trying to lick her face. We brought over some of Sofia’s toys, including a little chick from last Easter, to help entertain her. The chick squeaks when you touch a sensor, and several times Sofia made the chick squeak and would try giving it to Nora. Very good sharing indeed!
Sunday
Sunday morning, instead of a cute Easter dress, Sofia chose to wear an Elmo denim overall/short outfit. My mom filled a few Easter eggs with cheerios and cookies and “hid” them for Sofia. Sofia immediately understood they were for her and that she should place them in the Easter basket.

Basket’s full!

Enjoying a cookie.
Chris’ parents ‘invited us over for Easter Dinner on Sunday afternoon. It was a nice occasion for Sofia to actually wear a dress.

Back in Sofia’s room.

Showing off her dress.
Despite the fact that Sofia refused to nap, she had a great time scolding Chris’ parents’ dogs (saying “No, no, Gigi!!”), running from room to room, playing with the various plush toys in the living room and playing the piano. Dinner was great and the company was even better. The tiramisu was wonderful. Thanks to the Bongornos for the invitation!
Week 41 and counting…
I saw my midwife on Thursday and wasn’t showing any signs of impending labor. No dilation, effacing or nothing! She didn’t think I would go into labor anytime soon, so she scheduled a non-stress test for Monday morning (today). The test is meant to evaluate the baby’s movements, heart rate and contractions. The tech said it was “beautiful” and the baby seems to be fine. My next midwife appointment is on Wednesday. At that point she may recommend an induction date, but it might not be until early next week. In the meantime we’re going to start some acupressure and I probably need to walk more. Castor oil is the last resort!

Week 41 and a day