Family Planning

Another fun conversation with a student. This eight-year-old girl knows what she wants from life.

Me: So what did you do on vacation after you came back from Idaho?
Student: I played with my kitchen. My sister and I played with it. We got it when I was a baby.
Me: Oh, and you still like it?
Student: Yeah. I never want to give it away. I want to keep it and then my children will have it.
Me: That's a great idea. How many children do you think you'll have?
Student: Three. My boyfriend and I decided three.
Me (surprised): Oh... uh, really?
Student: Yes. A girl and two boys. We planned it.
Me: Really.
Student: Yes. We decided. A girl and two boys, because they can share rooms. But we're going to live in Utah.
Me: Why Utah?
Student: It's better than California. And the houses are two levels.
Me: You're going to have a two-story house?
Student: No, FIVE story.

Remember... this kid is only eight! I wonder if her mom knows about this plan...

It was a fun way to come back from a one-week break. Except for still doing my private practice work, I went to a voice conference given by the entertaining and knowledgeable Dr. Kittie Verdolini. She's an amazing woman! What else... well, I exercised, and I hung out with my babykins. And, of course, I did some retail therapy. It's great to see all of the accessories being pushed by Ann Taylor, Banana Republic, and Gap... and then go to Target and get them for 1/3 of the price. ("But," you say, "They aren't the same quality!" Of course not. But accessories come and go... you just need them to last as long as they're in style. A really great black cashmere sweater they're not!)

And I watched the Oscars last night. I don't know when the last time was that I did that... even last year, it was a sporadic watch. I TiVo'd it and watched it over a bowl of lowfat ice cream (slow-churned, of course!). No surprises, but it was a pleasant time.

Well... back to the grind... time to write some reports!

39 Weeks Tomorrow and a teensy bit of progress

Went to the dr. today, sure I had gained six zillion lbs. as I had been hungrier the last three to four days. Turns out I was exactly the same weight. Even with the ice cream I've eaten the last three days, trying to cool off my tongue. (Yep, the thrush is back!)

I'm about 65% effaced and 1 cm dilated. My dear hubby, who is the sweetest guy, was SO EXCITED when I called him after the appointment. I could hear it in his voice. He wanted to call his parents, and I'm like, "Well... you don't want them to start calling every day or sitting in the car, waiting to race to the hospital, do you?" He agreed. I didn't want to kill his excitement, but I also didn't want to be a watched pot. (So obviously I wasn't calling my parents, either!) I said, "If they ask, you can tell them. Otherwise, just tell your co-workers!" I also reminded him that I could be like this for another two weeks or so, or I could go into labor tonight. You just never know. But he was so giddy... very cute!

I picked up a few more essentials from Target, and put in refills for my prescriptions at Longs so I wouldn't have to refill them next week (and, of course, I need that thrush medicine STAT!).

At least I feel like the baby's room is together and I have most other projects done. He's free to come whenever he wants now!