The dirty secret is that we were given 2 due dates. The 14th and the 19th. We preferred the 14th because it was earlier, calculated by a brand new ultrasound machine and confirmed by a great doctor. Then, Michelle’s work changed health insurance carriers and we got switched back to Kaiser, who pushed the date back and has been much less involved than the previous doctor.
I didn’t think to take a picture with no fingers up, and I’m not sure how to signify limbo with just fingers. I’m going to wait until at least Wednesday until I start counting back up. Depending how our next doctor appointment goes, I may decided to work a day or two just to spare some time.
As mentioned – we decided to completely redo the bedroom walls and ceiling figuring that tearing the room apart would invoke Murphy’s law and force the baby to come. Turns out “winning” when you gamble with Murphy’s law isn’t much of a victory. The room is back together and looks nice, and now we have a very quiet ceiling fan as well.
