I checked the calendar today; Did you know January already passed?!? I must have slept through the alarm.
We still haven’t bought anything for the baby. (Denial?) It’s not completely our fault though. We DID go to purchase this crib and dresser in February but they were on backorder, so we weren’t even allowed to place an order. That kinda quashed our “get ready for the baby” mode. Don’t worry though; we’ll paint the nursery. Sometime. Maybe when HunnyPot gets back from the
Yes, my husband is in the
He goes out of town a lot but usually it’s to
But this time, his work was in the
It bugged me on Thursday when I went to the Lindon Cannery to get some Things-to-Eat-When-the-End-of-the-World-Gets-Here. I had a good time there as I usually do, but when I got home, I realized I couldn’t carry the #10 cans down to the basement. I did it anyway in a million little trips.
On Friday, I was getting ready to go to a dental appointment when I decided to call my
There I was, wanting my husband but not being able to talk to him in the
After a few uttered prayers, I was able to compose myself. I called my dentist, cancelled the appointment, packed some things, and headed out the door.
Long story, short-- Everything looks good: the baby's heartbeat, my placenta (it was the cutest placenta you ever did see!), my kidneys, etc, etc. The worst part about the hospital visit was spending 4 hours in the exam room by myself waiting for the nurses to come in to check on me while I lied on a gurney strapped to the monitor. I was so BORED. (But bored is better than worried.)
I did get spoiled by getting an ultrasound. I got to see my baby girl: her big eyes, her round little cheeks, and her comically-pumping heart. I can't wait to see her soon.
I can’t wait until HunnyPot gets home tonight.
The ultrasound tech gave me a photo of baby's face
but it wasn't the cute pudgy-cheeked one-- oh nooo--
she gave me the scary Terminator skull-faced one seen here:
For now, I guess I'll have to go on my memory and on this 3-D photo the hospital gave me back in January.