No baby yet (heck, not even a contraction to speak of) which means that everyone participating in the "baby pool" is a LOSER! Well, except for Tammie of coarse. She is still expecting her original due date of Feb. 6th, but who knows. I mean, really. We are basing everything on a baby who can't even speak, let alone make decisions on her own. What is this world coming too?!
Doctor's visit this past Thursday. Everything is fine, but according to the doctor the baby is getting big. Just how big, no one really knows, but truth be told she can only get so big before we have to look into "other" options (usually involving lots of screaming, mostly at me but occasionally at the doctor, pain, and trauma on a scale I pray as a man I never have to go through). Yes, the term C-section was batted around, but the doctor wants to wait a little longer before we decide to take that route.
We head back to the doctor again on Monday, hopefully to find out more information, but what is there to really find out. Once again we are at the whim of an unborn baby who (if you ask me) is already showing that she is a handful. Tammie says that I'm impatient (and she's probably right...usually is) and keeps reminding me that the actual due date is not until this coming Wednesday. Well, we will just have to see what happens...
Ooo...quick thought! Looking at the blog title, if you think about it, Tammie will (even if she wins the pool) be the biggest loser of all! Eight-and-a-half POUNDS of losing, according to the doctor. Hahahaha!!!
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment