In Laws | And 2 Makes Crazy

Total Duck Dynasty Fan…but today’s not about them, ya’ll! Even though I do waddle like a duck, and we are family! (Well, maybe you and I aren’t, but Jenny and I are—pictured above).

So, the beautiful tiny lady next to me is my super awesome and lovely sister-in-law. But we always tell her that she’s the sister, my brother is the in-law! Just kidding. That just goes to show how much we love that lady!

And something fun…She is also a geriatric pregnant lady! Woot-woot. Wait. How come she looks so much better than I? Hmmmm. Better check into her secrets 😉

Anyhow, we had a bit of fun today. We both had doctor appointments. Her 14th week. My 33rd week. We go to the same office, and after we saw each other at my parents house. We were visiting my dad who just had massive back surgery. By the way, he’s looking GREAT. Thanks for asking (even though you didn’t).

And since we were both there at the same time, and I actually have makeup on, a bra on, and am actually in clothes (no, I don’t run around naked, but I do spend my entire bed rest days in comfy pjs), we thought we better seize the day and take a preggo picture together. After all, with my cervix, no one knows how long my little Josephine is gonna hang in my utero.

But, let’s get back to the Happy, happy, happy! Today I had a great visit. Nope. Cervix still ready for labor. Good news, however, since I’m 33 weeks, I received the glorious news that I will only remain on “strict” bed rest for 1 more week. That means I can do more than make a trip to the toilet, shower, or fridge. Woo hoo.

But I did receive a gold star today. I was told that for the last 2 weeks I have been a GREAT patient. Yeah, baby! Of course, you A2MC readers have also been getting the contraction pain and psyching myself out stories. Oops. Sorry. Thanks for reading my episodes of preterm insanity.

Anyhoo…to end my happy day, I gotta share what the doc said to me today.

First, you should know that the office I attend has 7 doctors. Any of the 7 can deliver you. Therefore, as you near the end of your pregnancy, it’s a good idea to make sure that you meet them all. Today was the first time I had the new doc. A woman. And she walks in all happy and smiling. Like I said, I’ve been a good patient. She tells me my baby, in my belly, is also happy, happy, happy with all of the kicks she counted in the time we were hooked up. Gold Star to Josephine, too.

And then, she looks again at my chart and says, rather enthusiastically, “Oh WOW! You’re 37?! Congratulations!”

A compliment? A proclamation of astonishment? I have no clue.

What is the appropriate response to such an enthusiastic proclamation? A High Five or some hand slapping?

Who knows.

In any case, it’s been a LONG two weeks since I got the news that my baby was ready to come ANY DAY!

And it’s been a long TWO weeks since my baby boy Maxwell was put down, grocery store was left for my husband to venture, and my feet went up…

But we’ve made it to week 33, and we are THRILLED!

Soon and very soon, we are going to have a baby. Now, that doesn’t mean in 1 week, but in any case, she is baking, happy, and I am only 4 weeks now until I technically reach “full term”.

Totally stoked!

Even if she comes before, I know that my little pineapple will most likely come slightly chubby, rather healthy, and her parents will be definitely HAPPY!

Here’s to a great HUMP DAY to you, friends.

Hope the rest of your week will bring as GREAT of news as ours today did.

Big belly hugs to all of you out there in the cyber world.

xo for now…

B, my Belly Josephine, and the rest of my crazy clan: Richard (the handsome baby daddy), Adelyne (the really big sister), and Maxwell (the 18-month-old smiling sunshine!)