Living a Life of Mystery

Maybe mystery is not the right word. Maybe we are living a life full of unknowns. But that really isn't any different than normal. I guess what I'm trying to say is... I know stuff is about to happen but I don't know when or how and then we've had a few little surprises thrown in as well which has left us feeling...feeling...something.

Dan told me not to make this post a downer and my mom told me to stop complaining today, so I'm gonna do my best to just state the facts. And truthfully, I wasn't even complaining! And I don't feel as down as I may have in previous weeks. So, there!

The plan has always been for Mom to come down when we had the baby, just as in previous times. This is what makes inductions so darn convenient for us. Because we can time it out just right so that she's already in town when I go to the hospital.

But timing is not our side this go around. Mom has to have surgery this week to remove some skin cancer from her face and needs to stay in Dallas at lest until next Thursday. That pretty much means that the next two weeks are not the ideal time to have the baby let alone schedule an induction. And oh yeah, I'm 38 weeks, so according to the human living inside me, the next two weeks probably sounds pretty ideal.

On his way home from work this morning, to keep the kids during my doctor's appointment, Dan's car died.

After tossing my dirty, not dressed children in the van and rushing to pick Dan up, I made it to my appointment only a few minutes late, luckily. Where we discovered that I have progressed since last time-to 3 cm, and 80% effaced.

And after telling her about my Mom's surgery, asked me, "You have a Plan B, right?"

"Yes" unfortunately for my friend, Jill, who is Plan B.

Though also luckily, I finished that appointment in time to get picked up by Dan and the kids on their way to Luke's doctor's appointment. Because after a few hours at the urgent care on Sunday it was discovered that he has a staph infection in his foot!

Oh yes, just the facts.

Luke has a staph infection in his foot.

And in case you are keeping track, it was only two weeks ago his eyes were swollen shut from mosquito bites.

Anyways, today's doctor visit confirmed that things are looking better. Which is all we could ask for.

So, I'm trying to adopt the motto of "Go with the Flow" for the next two weeks.

I will have a baby sometime. My mom will get here when she can. I have a nice friend who will watch my kids. We might get to/have to buy a new car. Luke's foot probably won't fall off.

Where's the downer in all that?