It's official, today I am exactly 9 weeks from due date. I guess it's just nice to be out of double digits. All I do is waddle and crave milk. This is a new one for me and it only started 3 weeks ago. It's all about the milk. On our way to Albany last weekend I said in the car half way there, "Babe, I hope your mom has plenty of milk!" So I think about it a lot too, I just think it's weird.
I go to the doctor every two weeks...have I told you how "In Love" I am with my OB? His name is Dr. Popa. I have had all my babies in Albany, even while we lived here, Chief and I, because of gas and other financial issues decided to look for a Dr. locally. I was very skeptical, until I met "Him". We just wish Bainbridge had a NIC unit for the babies, for anything unforeseen. Dr. Popa is truly the kindest most patient, most soft hearted Dr. I have ever met and I thought that Dr. Michas' in Albany topped them all. I see him in Wally World (he shops on Sunday's, not that I am stalking him or anything) and in his heavy accent he say "Hello, Aimee, how are you feeling, don't lift those babies now. O.K.?" I giddily say "o.k. Dr. Popa see you soon." He really is the best!
We still have nothing for the baby..I mean this literally. We have the crib. I am having a couple of showers and I am oh, so grateful that I have friends that care enough about Joel and I to honor us in this way. It is truly a blessing! We know God will provide all our needs.
Well, I have a mountain of cleaning to do today, so I better get to it! Here's to laundry, cob webs, scrubbing bathrooms, sweeping,mopping, un-made beds, full vacuum bags, and everything in between. Have a great day!