Research Blahs

I did practically no homework this week.  Bad, bad Kara.  I shudder to think of all the things I have to do in the last 6 weeks of the semester.  At present I am working on my research project, trying to get the official summary document ready for my committee to review it on Monday and start/finish the informed consent documents this week.  I may have already said this (multiple times), but no one should have to do research while being a full-time student.  It's ridiculous.

Ranting aside...

After all the nice weather we got over Spring Break, we got another mini-snowstorm.  It has been wicked cold this week.  Today seems pretty nice, but I haven't been outside yet to verify.  On Tuesday there was a gas leak on the lower campus.  We got out of class ten minutes early because all evening classes were canceled.  Ryan fought through the traffic to pick me up, and it took us an hour to get home.  We could have left the car at school and walked home faster than that!  It was very exciting, to say the least.  On Wednesday we went to the Field House to do some for-real exercise.  Ryan lifted weights while I walked very slowly on the elliptical trainer.  It is kind of funny how fast my heart rate can get with such little effort.  We babysat for the Baileys that night, always fun.  Ryan started to get sick Thursday night.  He is asleep on the hide-a-bed  now.  I'm glad he's sleeping, hopefully it knocks out his fever.  Later this afternoon we are going to eat tacos at the home of one of the women in Ryan's English class.  He says she doesn't speak much English, so I've been having conversations with myself in Spanish in my head to practice.  We're bringing Heidi along, so we should be fine.  And oh man, authentic tacos!  Mmm... yummy.  I've been looking forward to this all week.

The glucose drink for the gestational diabetes screen was not terrible, nor was the RhoGAM shot I received in my bottom.  We have our next appointment with the baby doctor on April 1st.  I am now at 29 weeks.  The book claims that the baby weighs about 3 pounds now and is only a few inches away from his length at birth.  Good thing, because the poor kid is probably pretty cramped in there.  He went on a kicking spree last night which Ryan and I both got to feel.  Enjoy it while it lasts, little one.  In a couple months, kicking anything but air is going to hurt your little feet.