Dr. English said I'm normal.

It's a beautiful Saturday afternoon. I can't believe that it's in the 60's in November. I love it.

I had another Doctor appointment this week. It was quick in and quick out. Dr. English told me that I'm normal. I responded with it's about time I fall on the normal list.

Dr. English listened to the heartbeat, felt my growing tummy, and answered a question. He's happy with the way my pregnancy is going.

Last week we had a sad day in the Getchell household. The Heard is down to 3. I put Buddy down due to he was getting sick several times a week or sometimes several times a day. He was only 8. He's had respiratory issues for the last 5 years, and diabetes too.

Buddy was Judge's cat so this made it a little more difficult. It was a lot harder than I thought it would be. I was fortunate enough to have my Dad and Tara go with me. Thank God for my parents.

It took the other cats some time to adjust. Dork spent 3 days in bed and took the change very hard. Emma's been more whinny. Courtney wants to know if the other two can go for a one way trip too.

On a lighter note I'm feeling well other than being more and more tired. Is 7pm too early to go to bed? It wasn't one night this week.

I'm excited I went to the diaper store today. OK so they sell more than diapers. It's called Peapods. I bought some cloth diapers and wipes. We'll see how these work.

I'm off to relax. I'm taking a friend to the Wild game tonight. It's his first hockey game. It should be a good time.