The funny thing is....

I was so worried that all these kindergartens wanted kids to already know their whole ABC's, count to 20, say their full name, address, telephone number, know 10 colors, etc. Princess is on the cusp of doing all of this with the greatest of ease (she has trouble with a few teens, and doesn't know all upper and lower case letter but is close) but isn't *quite* there yet.

BUT the funny thing is that this is what they're learning all year long. Back to school night was last night and there was a handout that outlined the stuff they're working on this year. One lesson is Matching and Counting and the numbers 0-5. They also do one letter of the alphabet every day. What was I worried about? She can now recite her street address on request but only because I made up a little chant to go with it (Tag actually got it first which fueled her desire to get it)

So with that I want to highlite what M said in a comment the other day:

An Old Irishman's Proverb

There are only two things in life that you really need to worry about: if you are well or sick. If you are well then there is nothing to worry about. If you are sick then you have two things to worry about: becoming well or dying. If you become well then there is nothing to worry about. If you die then you have two things to worry about: going to heaven or hell. If you go to heaven then there's nothing to worry about. If you go to hell then you'll meet all your friends, have a party, get drunk and have nothing to worry about.


So there you have it. I'm not dying. :)

There were a couple of tests that the doctor wanted to run in the "just in case" category. I went and had a blood test after my appt yesterday to see if I have that evil fifth disease virus running through my veins, or even the antibody, so we can determine if Freida has a chance of going into heart failure from the illness. The risk is low but present.

Also, she apparently has a little cyst on her brain that is so common and benign that he isn't worried about it in the slightest. It should disappear in the next 10 weeks so we are going to schedule another ultrasound in my 31st week to make sure that her body does with it what millions of other babies do with it every year: make it vanish.

Fun! No one's dying. :)