Halloween was a blast. Noelle loved every minute of it and so did we! Wednesday night we went to our ward's Trunk or Treat. Noelle's green face was traumatizing, but she soon got over it. Friday night she could not wait for the 'green and sparkles.' Auntie and Unc came with us while she skipped from house to house saying, "Let's get some candy!" In barely over an hour her bucket was filled twice, our neighborhood is perfect for trick or treaters. The streets were flooded with little ones (and not so little ones). We went home finished the night off with some pizza, a bath, then crashed in bed. It was perfect.
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Washing and Terrified
What am I doing this morning you ask? Washing all kinds of teeny, tiny, socks, sweater sets, receiving blankets and the like. How on earth was it that she was ever so small?
I saw Cooper yesterday morning. They've begun... He did the Group B Strep test and then when feeling my belly realized her head was no longer up where he could feel it. So, he checked me and she sure is 'engaged.' He's lucky we're still friends after that whole scene. I told him that you don't need to be a doctor to figure that one out, I could have told him her head was coming down. He said given everything I've got going on he would "be willing to do anything he could to help me get delivered by the 24th or 25th." That's exactly three weeks away. I'm officially terrified.
He told me to be happy that it's almost over. And that I looked 'all sexy with my new hair cut and ready to have a baby.' No, I have not had my haircut but thanks for the compliment? Sexy and I certainly do not belong in the same sentence, period. Especially coming from you. Especially when you are sitting there with the rattiest baseball cap, three pairs of reading glasses on your head, a scrub shirt, cargo shorts, no socks, penny loafers, and some weird 2 sizes too big fleece jacket with moose all over it. Luckily, he took off the baby blue scarf already. He says he feels bad because patients always give him all kinds of gifts and he never gets a chance to use them so some days he just puts on random stuff.
I see Tabsh tomorrow and Tamagna on Monday so we'll see how those two appointments go.
I saw Cooper yesterday morning. They've begun... He did the Group B Strep test and then when feeling my belly realized her head was no longer up where he could feel it. So, he checked me and she sure is 'engaged.' He's lucky we're still friends after that whole scene. I told him that you don't need to be a doctor to figure that one out, I could have told him her head was coming down. He said given everything I've got going on he would "be willing to do anything he could to help me get delivered by the 24th or 25th." That's exactly three weeks away. I'm officially terrified.
He told me to be happy that it's almost over. And that I looked 'all sexy with my new hair cut and ready to have a baby.' No, I have not had my haircut but thanks for the compliment? Sexy and I certainly do not belong in the same sentence, period. Especially coming from you. Especially when you are sitting there with the rattiest baseball cap, three pairs of reading glasses on your head, a scrub shirt, cargo shorts, no socks, penny loafers, and some weird 2 sizes too big fleece jacket with moose all over it. Luckily, he took off the baby blue scarf already. He says he feels bad because patients always give him all kinds of gifts and he never gets a chance to use them so some days he just puts on random stuff.
I see Tabsh tomorrow and Tamagna on Monday so we'll see how those two appointments go.
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