Cleaning and Organizing in Preparation for the Little One

Apparently I don't have a UTI. I went to the walk-in clinic associated with my OBGYN on Thursday where they told me it "looked like" I had one. They gave me an antibiotic to fight that and my sinus infection. But then they called yesterday evening to tell me after running the actual test that I didn't have a UTI at all but to keep taking the medication for my sinus junk. So at least my sinus stuff is clearing up, but I can't exactly go to the OBGYN over the holiday weekend. The pain has pretty much subsided after the first couple of days so I'm just going to wait and talk to my doctor on Tuesday when I already have an appointment scheduled for my gender ultrasound. I'm thinking the pain was just part of the stretching and moving my body is doing in preparation for all that is about to happen.

We had to take Kieran to the vet this morning for his annual rabies shot. I feel so bad for him. He takes the vet visits so hard. We have to give him a sedative prescribed by the vet before we go in, and then we have to muzzle him on top of that while we're there - which he hates with a passion. I have to hold his face, stroke him, and talk to him the whole time to keep him relatively calm, or he will start mauling veterinarians and nurses alike in protest. He did really well today with me there for comfort. Better than he has apparently been doing when my parents have taken him over the past several years. So that's a good sign for all the vet visits Kieran and I will be making together in the future.

I've spent most of the rest of the day organizing my pretty new filing cabinet so I can toss the old one and finally get rid of the huge tote of scrapbooking things by putting it into the new, larger filing cabinet. The tote is currently sitting exactly where a crib will be in the next few months so I need to get it out of here. Speaking of cribs, I'm actually going to start earnestly shopping for baby furniture and stuffs after this ultrasound on Tuesday. Ah! So exciting and yet so crazy all at once. This pregnancy is whizzing by. Before I know it there will a family of three where there were once only two of us. Well, okay, a family of four if you count Kieran. Which I'd better so he doesn't kill me in my sleep or something.