Today I had my annual OB-GYN visit. I have a great doctor. He was very supportive when I had complications after DemonChild’s birth, came in on his day off to deliver Squeeker, listens to my concerns, and has a good sense of humor, which is always a bonus when having to deal with me. So he is paging through my chart in preparation for spelunking in my nether regions to a rendevous with my cervix, when
OB: Hmmm… You weight changed in the wrong direction since I saw you last. How did that happen?
Me: Sitting on my ass and eating candy had a lot to do with it.
He laughed. (I gained 10 pounds since Squeekery one was born. As I type this, I am munching on Halloween candy, and eating a bag of bagel crisps. Yup, wonder where the 10 pounds came from 😉
After my child-bearing parts and a spatula had their joyful reunion, we had The Talk about calcium.
OB: Are you getting enough calcium?
OB: Are you a milk drinker?
Me (deciding that honesty worked pretty well so far): I am Diet Coke drinker.
OB: Nope, does not count.
Me (hopefully): I put creamer in my coffee!
OB: Still does not count. Try three glasses of milk a day.
And then I went home and spent the rest of the day cleaning in preparation for Squeek’s Very Belated First Birthday Party tomorrow. Yay.