23 weeks...17 to go!

So, the visit to the cardiologist was not so much fun. It was too much craziness to write out, but it was awful and I will be telling my OB not to send anyone else to this particular person who had clearly never seen a pregnant cardiac patient since Med School and whose nurses had no idea what appropriate patient care means...anyway. So, what I took from it is that I have a slight case of Mitral Valve Prolapse. That basically means that my valves (or a valve) don't close all the way causing a bit of leaking between beats. Not a big deal. It is the cause of the flutters and skips (arrhythmias) that I have felt my whole life but that seemed worse in pregnancy. No biggie. Baby Swatloski and I will be just fine. I'll tell you...the visit to this doctor was more hazardous to Beebop's health than any funky heart rhythms I was having. I was a crazed woman when I left.

This past weekend Rick and I attended a Tropical themed wedding in Birmingham. It was a very nice ceremony and reception. Rick and I did our best to dress the part.

Big Al even decided to show up. So, we all took a "Research" picture with him. So, from the left we have Lauren Wilson, Senior Associate Director of the Office for Sponsored Programs (and the wedding Officiant); Big Al; me, Innovation Coordinator for the Alabama Innovation and Mentoring of Entrepreneurs (AIME) Center; below me is Robin Rogers, Director of the Center for Green Manufacturing (also Father of the Bride and Rick's former Graduate Advisor); Rick, Licensing Associate for the Office for Technology Transfer; Dan Daly, Director of AIME (my boss); Sandi Daly, Dan's wife.

Today, I am sad to say that I am all alone most of the week. Rick is in Boston at the AUTM (Association of University Technology Managers) Eastern Region Meeting in Boston. He was on the planning committee for this one. See this. I'm very proud but lonely. AppleJack has done a great job of keeping me company though!

We are heading into the 24th week. Here is our shot from 23.