She's Pretty Even When She Pouts

This is the beautiful Luna Doris at 34 weeks. I know, I know, on first glance its 2 pictures of blobs. But look for a few minutes, all of a sudden her face emerges. Both images are extreme closeups of her face. That round light spot in the middle is her little nose, and to the right of the nose are her eyes, which are closed. To the left are her pouty little lips, and the largest light spot is one of her chubby little cheeks. We had trouble at first, too, but once we figured out what was what, we were mesmerized. We watched her pout her little lips and her adorable little chubby cheeks move. She let us get a good look, and then turned her face towards my back as hough to say, "Alright, that's enough."

She is 5.2 pounds and 16 inches long so far, which is quite normal sized. Her hobbies include staying up all night and kickboxing... on mommy's ribs. The doctor says everything looks good so far. Three weeks until "full term," and six weeks until my due date on April 5th! I cannot wait to kiss those little cheeks!



In other news, G and I have been sick for the last few days with some sort of stomach bug. G has had it worse than me, probably because he has been unable to stay home from work or take a break, where I spend most of my time sleeping. We're amusing ourselves by whining in tandem. We have been eating a whole hell of a lot of soup and sandwiches and apples (which for some reason taste great to both of us right now). I will report that packaged soup here (its packed in tetra paks rather than cans and is not condensed) is WAY better than at home. I am not a huge soup fan, but I've been surprised. We had carrot pumpkin soup with mini pork meatballs the other day, it was delicious. Right now I am eating some sort of vegetable soup with vermicelli noodles. Also quite tasty. Much better than that slimy yellow ooze we Americans call chicken soup and force feed to sick people!

We have been keeping busy, or at least G has. :) I left the house on Saturday when we took a cab to the grocery store, but it was a rushed trip because the cab company was very busy. Today we took a cab to the Landen station, a train to Sint Truiden, a cab to the hospital, and a cab back to the Sint Truiden station, but we were unable to get a cab back home from the Landen station so I had to walk. It sucked, a lot, I am pathetically immobile these days. G has been busy working, and when he is not working at his job, he has been working at his old apartment, which has to be cleaned out and fully painted by the end of the month. He's hating every second of that, and its an uphill battle, but hopefully he can get it done so we don't end up having to pay a bunch of fees.

We still have not seen the policeman, but G went on Monday to meet with the woman at city hall, who went ahead and processed some of my paperwork. I now have a national number, which is what I will need for insurance, but I cannot be issued my identity card until the policeman comes, so I have no proof of my national number. We are awaiting a return call from the benefits people at G's job to see if they can begin the insurance yet. The whole thing is a confusing mess if you ask me, and I am not certain I have all the details right. The short version is: still no insurance!