28 weeks: grounded

Jeff here and Theresa surprised me with an early birthday.
My birthday is really Monday but I'm going to be in Argentina for work. Theresa was planning on joining me... until she went to the doctor Wednesday.

When she goes for prenatal visits, she sees one of a cluster of doctors at the hospital. A previous doctor thought it was no problem for her to travel. Then Wednesday, she mentions it in passing to the next doc in the rotation and he says forget it, flight's too long. One day we'll tell our son how he prevented his mom from going to Buenos Aires.

This birthday is a landmark. 40! Theresa was thoughtful enough to get me a sympathy card. She also got me my favorite: Portillo's chocolate cake, and she even drew my face on it with frosting. For those of you back east, Portillo's is a Chicago legend for hotdogs and hamburgers, but their cake is really amazing. She also got me a stack of great books. Thanks, baby.

In other news, Theresa is doing great and she looks more beautiful every day. She's sleeping lots and eating right.

We're in the home stretch. Won't be long now. Love you, baby.