As my wonderfully cute hubby puts it, apparently my nose is pouring lava down my throat. Haha. We were SO made for each other, while no one else may laugh at that I find it to be one of the most hilarious things I have ever heard. Its fantastic.
Anyways- not having a voice, or much of one rather, has given me a lot more time to think than usual. I spend MUCH less time talking when I would much rather guard my throat from the pain of it all. Aside from answering the phones all day (which okay, is basically my job in its entirety) I have been doing my best to remain silent, I even abstained from my usual cheery greetings to everyone who passes by my desk. By about noon, people were literally stopping by to check and see if I was okay cause I wasn't my "usual" self.
All this got me thinking was WOW, I really do just talk and talk and talk. People expect me to at least SAY something when they walk past. Sure, its usually pleasantries or the occasional visit from a friend where I try my best to give sound advice about the most recent office drama, but still, the moment I shut up it goes FAR from being unnoticed. Its not like I still didn't have a genuine smile plastered to my face all day- I just went without speaking as much as possible! Its just a little strange to think I guess..
In other news, we have added yet another number to our growing family.. Her name is Fiddle and she is the brand new kitten playmate/sister for our sweet little kitty Banjo. At first there was a little bit of resistance on Banjo's part. Sheer jealousy, I'm sure. But now, as I type this there is an ever-ringing sound of their little bells jingling all over the house while they wrestle and play. They even curled up on Banjo's bed and cuddled for a few hours this afternoon. Precious, I tell you.
Also- Mr Hudson Lee is growing ever so well and he continually kicks to remind me of his growing stature. I am 22 weeks today which makes him just over a pound and 8.5 inches long. Ahh! Apparently, his weight is gonna more than double in the next few weeks, which of course, has me worriedly looking towards my closet. But I am so totally excited about each and every step of this process and I am doing my very best to never question the number on the scale. Unless, of course, its in gargantuan proportion to my last weigh in.
I believe that is it for now.. Farewell, and goodnight :)
