Well, despite wanting to call out and not take myself to work in the hospital for the upteenth Saturday in a row, I went in. Mainly because, C-Dub needed a new tire, and we need to go to Mississippi weekend after next for a graduation. C-Dub's brother is graduating from high school. We need money for a hotel and a rental car too. There is no way I am sleeping at the mother in law's. The room we usually sleep in is C-Dub's old room. The bed is as old as we are. And so is the damn mattress. You can feel every last spring and every last valley. I barely sleep two hours in a row as it is! There is no way in hell I was sleeping on that bed 3 months pregnant. So hotel it is.
So off I went. Grumbling and cursing the whole way. For twelve freaking hours!
But, there was one bright spot in this day. I snuck into one of the unused rooms with a doppler.
It took me FOREVER it seemed, but finally, waaaaaayyy down by my pubic bone, there it was. I could hear Baby Dub! Well, I got the 150s for a little while, but then, the doppler wouldn't record the number even though I could still hear it.
Ahhhhhhhhh Bliss. 🙂