Just Sittin'

I'm currently watching Shark Week with Colt. Sort of. 

We're trying to watch one of the two full-length Shark Week shows that Discovery.com has so generously shared online for free, for those of us too cheap to pay for cable but are sad to miss out on the annual shark extravaganza. But "Blood in the Water" keeps freezing on us. 

"NO!" We shout in protest.

But "Blood in the Water" refuses to cooperate. So we will be viewing "American Sharks" instead. I can already tell by the upbeat tone of the narrator's voice that "American Sharks" will not be quite as enthralling as "Blood in the Water." But, also probably a lot less scary. You can't win 'em all, I suppose.

I saw and felt the babe hiccuping for the first time...and maybe some movement. My whole stomach was rhythmically twitching for about 15 minutes or so. I asked my mom about it, and I googled, and both confirmed that this sounded like an episode of the hiccups. His hiccups are a lot cuter than my own, which are often a cross between a convulsion and a burp. It's fine, Colt married me anyway.

It was a nice reminder that the baby is really in there, though. Just hanging out. 
The movement is like tiny, almost unnoticeable twitches that I can see more than I feel. I think he's trying to entertain himself in there.

Dear Baby: Sorry life isn't more interesting right now, little man. Just keep swimming. Love, Mama.

Colt has an interview for a full-time position in Auburn, Washington. It's next week, so we will see how it goes! Keep your fingers and toes crossed for us, if you please. 

Here's some old pictures. I don't even know when or where some of these were taken.