We watched Onward last night for family movie and LOVED IT, but holy cow was it sad. Like, the beginning of Up sad. Almost Coco sad.
(I recommend it, but holy cow. BE PREPARED).
I used to LOVE family movie night, but it has kind of been a drag and something we have let slide the last few months. The kids are SO CRABBY when they stay up past their bedtimes, and we have had late hockey practices on Friday nights, blah blah blah. Well, nowadays, we have nowhere to go and can start the movie as early as we like, AND it's important to have some kind of routine. So, family movie night is back!
Last week, we watched Sister Act, which has not aged well but was still a hit with me and Jack. And then last night, Onward. It's a nice way to cap off a week. We have decided to pair it with a total junk food dinner.
In other news, I have gone full-on tin hat and bought my own blood pressure cuff and urine testing sticks because I really really really don't want to go to the midwife's clinic for prenatal appointments. It's part of a huge clinic that sees all kinds of patients, and the midwives are in and out of the hospital delivering babies and lots of people are asymptomatic carriers, and NO. I got pushback from the nurse I spoke to on the phone about this, but I said I will still get my 20-week ultrasound next week and will do all my other second trimester labs (at a facility that is not seeing respiratory patients).
The nurse kept telling my how low the risk is, but public health guidance is WI is to assume that when you go to a public space you have been exposed. I think if that public space is a clinic like the one I have described, you'd be dumb to assume anything else. So, no.
She gave me quite the lecture on the importance of prenatal care, which I get, but until they adopt a drive up model of care where they run out to my car and do BP and a quick doppler on the baby and accept the cup of pee I drop off, NOPE.
Yesterday was school picture day at Dorothy's homeschool, and all the dolls were present.