By Julie

Last week a skinny envelope arrived from the life insurance company. I ripped it open and speed-read the letter approving me for coverage. Phew! This ends several months of bureaucracy that began late last year when I first mailed in my application. At one point they even sent a phlebotomist *to my house*! It felt like such a strange invasion of privacy. I even asked if I could drive to a lab instead but was told that wasn't an option. So Kevin ended up coming home during his lunch hour to keep watch as a stranger sat on our couch and drew a gazillion tubes of blood from my arm, then made polite chitchat with her while I retreated to the bathroom with a small cup. We photocopied all the forms she had me fill out and scrutinized them for any missed details after she left but didn't find anything revealing. I had already told them in my initial application that I was pregnant, so that wouldn't have been news to them. My best guess is they would have tested for HIV and cancer. Good to know I'm clean. And a relief to have one fewer item on our baby to do list.

Earlier today Kevin ran out to Target and bought a new infant car seat using just a fraction of the gift money we got from my generous parents, coworkers, and friends. (Who says every kid after the first one gets nothing but hand-me-downs? Not ours!) Now he's back working on the nursery. He just finished laying down the flooring and is now installing the chair rail. Meanwhile I'm in full on nesting mode. Yesterday I cleaned the bathrooms, and today I've been waddling back and forth between the washer and dryer and the suitcase in our bedroom, trying to catch up on all the laundry I didn't do last weekend due to work and pack for the hospital at the same time.

This morning I weighed in at +25 lbs, same as last week. If this remains steady, I'll end up gaining the exact same amount of weight as I did when I was pregnant with Alex and Ana. I'm so boring and predictable ;)

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