"Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in awhile, you could miss it." - Ferris Bueller

Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Team Baby

I can't explain this feeling I have, but I have this overwhelming feeling that this baby is going to go full-term and everything will go just as planned, baby bag packed, clothing ready, nursery done, everything. I don't know what it is, but I am entirely 100% sure of it. The only way I can explain it is that with Poops I knew he was coming early. I can't explain that either. I just knew. I hadn't an inkling of any future complications, I just knew he would arrive before his due date. In my head, that meant maybe a week, not six. But early, I was sure. I can't explain why. I even told my best friend this earlier on in the pregnancy and she thought I was crazy. This time is different. I think there is something to "a mother always knows." Hopefully I won't be proven wrong.

I left my doctor's appointment and second round of butt shots today feeling absolutely euphoric. On top of the world. The doctor I saw today is one of the sweetest ones on staff, and she looked at me and said, "We're going for no NICU time this time. None." I then saw the chief nurse who delivered my huge shot (which again didn't hurt--yay!) who was also so wonderful. I felt like I had a team with me for the first time. Like they were all working hard for the same goal I am. I still have questions about the group doctor thing, but you can mark it down in the "pros" list; I have a team. I feel like my team is in weekly negotiations with the evil axis of power we call Prematurity. The talks are going positively and at this time, Prematurity does not want to obtain evil weapons to destroy or even try to intimidate the country we call "Healthy Pregnancy." So if this were a world full of pregnancy politics, that would be the scenario and I have a strong, wonderful cabinet full of smart, worldly diplomats helping me to contain the evil axis.

"Little Sweet Potato" is doing well, strong heartbeat and all, and allowing me some energy and a huge appetite. Which of course was cause for celebration, my favorite sandwich at my favorite place in the whole world. Turkey, fresh mozzarella and tomato on onion foccaccia with homemade garlic aioli and a sweet onion jam. This sandwich is literally to die for and I'm stuffed. My best friend and my sister will be jealous when they read this! Love you! Hahaha. I used to fly in from whereever I was living and have to make time to go to this place for this sandwich on every trip. Now they do the same. It's that good. So that's that. I love this little transition Poops is going through with his walking. It's about time the bottoms of his feet finally get dirty!! The tops of his socks were always the dirty side because when he crawls, the tops of his feet drag on the floor. Just one of those cute little things you notice when he passes another milestone.

4 comments:

Rodrigo said...

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Anna Mary said...

TEAM BABY!!! So the HO'S are the coaches, right? :)

I'm reading going "...sandwich... turkey... fresh mozzarellllllaaaaa Noooooo!!!!!!!" Then outbursted as you acknowledged my entire thought process! hahahaha

Skittles said...

The team doctor thing sounds very nice!

Qtpies7 said...

I had 5 regular, normal deliveries, and with my 6th child I just knew I was going to have a c-section. It wasn't that I "knew" but I just was prepared, and I've never done that before. Deep in my heart I know God prepared me for it.