I know how humid Houston can get. I lived here for 5, 6 years? I can't remember. Anyway, this morning the Orclette and I went out for a walk around 7 a.m. By the time I got down the driveway I felt as if I'd walked into a rain cloud. And the rain cloud got wetter and wetter as we progressed on our walk. And you know what? I miss the humidity.
Saturday I got to be a 3rd-trimester demonstration for my mom's yoga class (she's a certified instructor). The other 3rd trimesters in her class never seemed to want to do the modifiers. I understand-I'm pregnant not sick. I don't need to be coddled. Assisted up from the wonderful, cushiony couch my parents own, yes, but otherwise I'm fine. So I used all the modifiers. I'm not ashamed to admit I actually needed to-I don't do yoga all that often.
Today is the Orclette's 2nd birthday. I cuddled with her this morning before anyone else woke up (aside from my dad-he always gets up real early) and told her the story of her birth sans gross details. I don't think she realizes today is a special day. Maybe next year. We're having a small party this evening which will be culminated by the cutting of the cake that my dad-totally not a romantic minded person-bought. It's pink with flowers :D The Orclette has completed her total domination over the male persons on both sides of her family.
Both grandmothers are spoiling the snot out of the Orclette. This is a wonderful trip :D