Another Week, A Bigger Belly

My apologies for the lack of updates lately. We've gone from thinking Brenna was going to be evicted in a short period of time to being told now that things are progressing normally and Emily will be allowed to carry to 40, maybe 41 weeks.

These were the immortal last words of her soon to be ex-doctor. Yes, I said ex-doctor. We handed over Emily's birth plans and after hearing "no, I'm not going to do that" more than a dozen times, Emily decided this doctor doesn't need to buy another country club member ship from the proceeds of her delivery.

Some other humorous comments from Dr. Know-It-All (and you typically would think the doctor would know best)

- No, we won't be doing that
- No, you have to have that
- I'm not here to support you through a labor that lasts four days
- This is not a home birth, I'm not here to be all cuddly-feely with you
- You will be asking for pain medication before it's all over

Rather self defeating for someone that's wanting to deliver as naturally as possible.

At any rate, another doctor was immediately located, one that's open to alternative birthing methods and Emily has an appointment on Friday to discuss her desired plans. More updates regarding the new doctor will be forthcoming, be sure of it!

Before I forget, one of the ladies in the birthing class that Emily and I have been going to had a little boy two days ago, and her due date was the same as Emily's! She brought him by class on her way home from the hospital, if you can believe it!

I'll be posting some more pictures of the nursery, which is nearing completion, but considering the last four or five posts have consisted of the nursery and nothing else, I give you Opus the penguin in a grass skirt.

Opus was picked up in Hawaii during a family vacation in 1989, and is a personal favorite of mine. Enjoy.