Saturday and Sunday

I went back to work today after my “weekend” (it’s still weird to think of Tues-Wed as a weekend) and found out that if I want in mid-March I can have Sat-Sun as my days off. Kind of a shock- I’ve heard it takes forever to get those as your days off.

We were discussing it tonight and trying to make a logical decision about what to do. The odd thing- we have more reasons for me to keep Tues-Wed than to switch to Sat-Sun. Some of them being:

-my OB appointments are all scheduled for Tues-Wed
- it is easier to run errands and accomplish things on weekdays
-if we stay in the area then we will only need daycare three days a week instead of five, which also means the baby will get to be with one of us four out of seven days a week instead of two out of seven
-if I have two weekdays then it will be easier to make well-baby appointments
-it shouldn’t be too hard to get an occasional Saturday off if we want to spend the day together
-churches do have Saturday night services, so I can still attend church
-I get off at 3pm anyway, so there is still plenty of time to do things
-we don’t plan on living here or me having this job forever

Sad to say, but I think I’m going to give Saturday and Sunday to the new girl. I hope she appreciates it!

If you don't have anything nice to say...

Sometimes I wonder if people realize that words can hurt, or if they are just that clueless…

There is a person at work who speaks what’s on her mind, and while I appreciate that I always know where I stand with her, I think at times she just needs to keep things to herself. Since I have told people that I am pregnant she has told me how a family member lost her baby midway through pregnancy, let me know that I look huge and have to be carrying twins, and the kicker… yesterday she told me that the reason she thinks I am so huge is because my baby might have Down's Syndrome. Now why would you tell someone that? I wish I could say I told her something witty to put her in her place. No, I didn’t say anything because I was too shocked that someone would actually say that to me. I’m not worried that it might be true because I don’t believe her to be a knowledgeable person about anything medical. I know that I will wholeheartedly love any child that God gives me, but that is something that no mother-to-be needs to hear. Hopefully next time I will have the presence of mind to tell this woman that her comments aren’t appreciated.

Doctor's Appointment

I went to the doctor today and was actually able to see the OB. The surprising thing was that he apologized for being busy last month and causing me to meet with the nurse practitioner. I am really pleased with my doctor.

I did ask him the question that has been on my mind... Does he think I'm having twins? It really has freaked me out that people ask me that. They all seem to think I'm fairly big for 17-1/2 weeks. His answer- I'm not having twins. But I am carrying a big baby.

I'm not really sure if that's any better...

This and That

I am excited- we are off on a big adventure today. So maybe Kansas City is not really that big of an adventure. It is still exciting anyway. We are off to celebrate our anniversary a few days late. We both had to work on Sunday and Ryan suggested that we go to KC for the day, eat somewhere really nice and register for baby stuff. I am definitely excited just to get away for a day. I do not get to do that very often.

The baby is starting to actually kick now and get stronger. It really is exciting to feel after all that we have been through. It has taken some of the worry from my mind. I do not feel quite so anxious about my doctor’s appointment on Monday. All of my previous appointments I felt as though I were on pins and needles until I was able to hear the heartbeat or see that the baby was still doing well on sonogram. I feel that I am finally able to relax and enjoy this pregnancy more. Now if I can just get people to quit asking me if I’m having twins…

Anniversary!!

It's so hard to believe but tomorrow is our five year anniversary. What a ride! So much has happened in the last five years and looking back I can honestly say I love my husband more and I'm glad that I married him five years ago.

Happy Anniversary, Ryan! I love you always...