Feb 7th, 2010 by Charlie
Feb 1st, 2010 by Rachel
I don’t have much of an update except there is still a baby on its way and hopefully he will be here in the next two weeks. Even though I’m ready for this baby to be out of me now, I think I can be patient for two more weeks. However, if he is later than that, I might not be as patient. Besides, if it goes a week after, the doctor will end up taking him c-section anyway (blah!). Cross your fingers that this baby comes on his own and does so in the next two weeks.
What is considered normal? I think that’s the age old question. What might be normal to one, might not be normal to another. All I know is that I wish my body was a little more normal. Enough said.
Jan 19th, 2010 by Rachel
Dear Baby,
I wanted to let you know how much I look forward to your arrival and how excited we are for you to be a part of our family. I already love you so much and can’t wait for you to meet your big brother McKay. He loves babies and will give you endless hugs and kisses.
I have just one request of you. For your remaining time within, would you please leave my ribs alone? I know it’s super tempting to poke, kick, sit upon, and nudge them, but I would appreciate if you would let them be. Thanks.
We anxiously look forward to your arrival! (The sooner the better).
Love,
Your Mother
PS – If there’s a name you’d prefer to be called while here on the earth, don’t hesitate to let us know.
Jan 13th, 2010 by Rachel
It all began this morning after dropping McKay off at a friend’s home, screaming, and driving our 30 minutes to see the doctor. I went up to the receptionist to check in when she informed me that the doctor left about 20-30 minutes earlier to deliver a baby. You can’t be too angry at that because he is an OB/GYN and one day will have to leave to deliver my baby. The receptionist asked us if we’d like to wait or reschedule. Of course we chose to reschedule since who knows how long it will take to deliver the baby. The next available appointment wasn’t until Monday. We were a little frustrated but were understanding.
Charlie and I decided that this trip downtown would not be in vain, so we called the hospital at which I will deliver, and asked if we could come take a “tour” of the labor and delivery department since we’d never been there. After talking to a few different secretaries, the common consensus was that they didn’t schedule tours and we could drop in (& now was a GOOD time) and they’d have a nurse take us around. We drove the few blocks to the hospital and found our way to the Labor & Delivery department. After talking to 2 more secretaries and waiting about 15 minutes, they finally told us that all the nurses were busy and we needed to schedule a tour – handing us the phone number to do so. HELLO! They really need to get their story consistent. We kindly said thank you (under our breath) and left frustrated.
As we fumed in the car about the time we just wasted, looking for the freeway entrance, Charlie spotted a Krispy Kreme store. With a quick right turn we pulled up to the drive through and ordered ourselves some yummy donuts. Satisfied by the deep-fried fat we had just consumed, we drove home a little less frustrated. (No we are not emotional eaters around here!) I guess it’s a good thing I’m not stepping on any doctors’ scales until next week!
This picture has nothing to do with the story, but to the request of some of my family & friends, here is a picture of me today – 35 weeks pregnant. (I hate these kind of pictures, but I will appease my audience).
35 weeks
