Half Way

It’s almost the end of another week and I can’t believe we’re over half way through our waiting time! My threshold has reached 8:30 for bedtime, pretty much, though I’m waking up most nights for a few hours around 1. Steve’s bad back still gets him up around the same time, as the muscles go into spasm and he has to walk it off, so we’re enjoying some quality nighttime chats together, even if not at the time of night most couples are-a-chatting! This week, Colombia (and Colombians around the world) had a huge march against the terrorist group, the FARC. Everyone wore white t-shirts and joined together against the kidnappings, drug smuggling and violence they have endured for years. At school they also held a march. The event was symbolic and meaningful and literally millions participated which is great. Below are some pictures of everyone. Pay close attention to the quality of the road. That’s what I travel each day to and from school! The commute has been worse than ever lately. Last week, I spent over 24 hours on my rickety bus. I hate it! At home, we’ve been up super late watching the Superbowl, Super Tuesday and all sorts, but as I said, I usually hit the wall at 8:30. That doesn’t mean I don’t wake up for the happy, or not so happy endings and then credit myself the next day with watching the very end. Baby D’s going through a growth spurt at the moment. Since being home, that is in the last four weeks, his/her size has doubled. I can’t believe that. We have another scan on Saturday, plus all those shots and blood tests that I mentioned before, and I am, once again, both extremely excited and nervous. I wonder if it gets less nerve-wracking. With only 5 weeks until March break, we are incredibly eager and finally feeling like we’re on our way! I am too excited to meet our baby!