Tuesday, December 16, 2008

One content baby

Clearly, I am an excellent hostess, because Baby Lindh is showing zero interest in leaving the cozy little womb he/she has called home for the past nine months.

Before going to yesterday's weekly appointment, I was convinced that Dr. Simckes would take one look and me and say, "Get over to St. John's, stat." I was so certain this would happen, I asked Chip to bring our hospital bags with him to the appointment. I think we both knew that doing so would jinx us, but good sport that he is, Chip hauled all of the bags out to the car (and even made a last-minute outfit switch for me), and then quietly hauled them all back inside when we returned home.

While I appreciate that he didn't say "I told you so," it really was the least he could do after fist-bumping Dr. Simckes when the good doctor asked me, "Do you always complain this much?"

To Chip's credit, he did stop short of blowing it up.

2 comments:

  1. He didn't blow it up?!? That's a real shame.

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  2. Those last days of waiting are just the worst. I remember how it feels like an eternity. Just try to enjoy your last baby-free days and relish in being able to sleep a whole night through! Good luck, and I will be sending baby-havin' thoughts your way.

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