So a lot is going on in our house right now. I did my run in two parts today. I ran the first half before lunch. I did 3.8 miles and then the peanut woke up so I stopped. I did another 3.3 miles in the afternoon which means that I beat my old record of most km run in a week. I hit 48.19km which is awesome! Now I can admit that I ran 6 days this week (sorry Cecilia) but I am resting tomorrow and rested on Sunday last week, so I also ran 6/9 days which isn't that bad. And honestly last week was a rest week and next week we're visiting my family so we'll be busy and I may only get 3 or 4 runs in, so this week needed to be good. Now I'm really looking forward to my rest day tomorrow.
On the less exciting side of things, my step-sister is in the hospital right now. She's 32 weeks pregnant and her water broke on Friday. She hasn't gone into labour yet (luckily) so they were able to give her the shots that speed up the baby's lung development. From what they can tell my nephew (yuppers, it's a boy - first one on this side of the family too) is already 4lbs 2oz which is big for that stage of gestation, and she's staying in the hospital until he's born. The longest the doctor will let her go is the end of the month. We have a lot of December birthdays so there is a good chance that he could be born on another birthday. My step-mother and niece are the 18th, I'm the 22nd, another relative of my step-mother is the 24th, so lots of possibilities for him to share his special day. Right now all we want is for him to arrive safely and as healthy as possible, so he should stay in there as long as he can. My poor niece is all mad that her Christmas is ruined, but I told my sister to tell her that she's not alone. I was born December 22nd at a time when you spent 5 days in the hospital after having a baby, so guess who ruined my sisters Christmas in 1983?