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I couldn't come up with a good title for this post. All my creativity cells were sucked up by my laundry-folding cells today.

I braved the I-told-you-so moment with John and asked if he would bring home a monitor from work. They just happened to have one left. It's big, it's ugly, but it's better than nothing. We'll be sending the laptop in later this week when the shipment box gets to us. Stinkin' electronics!

Libby has been learning a new word a day it seems like. Bird ("bo"), turtle, toe, peek-a-boo ("pee-boo") and why were all learned in the last few days. Thankfully, "why" has no meaning to her, she just says it after we do. She also learned how to blow kisses yesterday. I have been blowing kisses every afternoon and evening before she goes to bed for months. Yesterday at naptime, she blew one back. Talk about melting your heart! She even did the "mmmwah!" sound.

Today she got absolutely wired before her nap and was running around her room screaming, hiding under her table and lifting the sheet and saying "pee-boo!" and pulling books off the shelves. After an hour and a half she still hadn't calmed down, so I went and rocked her and sang to her. She was asleep in minutes. It was nice, I don't get to rock/sing her to sleep very often. Amazing how quickly she came down from that high once I got her to sit still.

Each night before bed we pop in a Baby Einstein DVD to help her unwind. She likes them so much and 99% of the time sits perfectly still through the whole thing. It has become sort of a ritual, our way of telling her it's time to calm down and get ready for bed. It's been working very well.

The un-named one started flipping around today. Such a weird feeling. I've been feeling kicks and punches for ages, but now it's big enough that when it flips, it feels like I'm on a roller coaster dropping down a hill, like my stomach got left at the top. Hopefully this means it has gravitated out of my pelvis and when i go in for my follow-up ultrasound in a week Dr. Chartrand can actually see all he needs to see. I still haven't decided on whether or not I want to know the gender. I am tired of calling it "it", but really have no desire to know. Dilemma here. Mom wants me to know so she can get the baby quilt done before she comes out for the birth. I thinking of just asking for a "beach quilt". That's pretty gender-neutral, with blues and browns and greens. We'll see. Maybe It will keep covered so I don't have to decide.