Well, the babies will be born 7/7 instead of 7/6. My OBGYN, who I have not been happy with prior to this, never scheduled my c-section. Good thing I asked. They did not even have the you know what to call me and tell me they screwed it up, I had to call them. What if I would have asked next week and they said the surgery would have to wait another week! Oh well, not a big deal for me, but for my family that has already scheduled their time off. So 7/7/09 unless something happens before then. The only thing I can forsee happening is my feet and ankles exploding, otherwise, I don't think these babies are planning an exit anytime soon. I am pretty sure if the doctor let them, they would take up a permenant residence in my stomach. I am glad that Neal could get a laugh out of this!
I guess I will take it as one more day of ok sleep and selfishness. One more day of Beverly Hills and Bold and the Beautiful. One more day of laying around. One more day of having my breasts to myself. One more day Neal can rub my feet. One more day I can give Neal a list of things to do. One more day to go out and enjoy lunch. One more day of feeling my babies kicking inside of my belly. One more day of wondering what my new life will be like.
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3 comments:
Way to stay positive, Michele! I'm thinking of you and the little ones!
That stinks but 7 is a lucky number!
Suzy
You will miss being pregnant (fairly:) soon, believe it or not!! You'll especially miss feeling those kicks! Relax and put your feet up as much as you can!!!!
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