The birthing center I want is booked. Of course it’s booked. It’s September 7th and my due date is October 22nd. Of course it’s booked. I should have called earlier, obviously.
Surprise! You’re at the hospital ready to deliver your child and.. please hold on while we draw your doctor/midwifes name out of a hat. Oh, goodie! It looks like Roseanne will be looking up your vagina and delivering your baby today!
Now.. I forgot. How many shots did you want me to put into your newborn baby today?
I called another center that has openings that I’ll be meeting with next Tuesday. Fingers crossed for chocolate covered strawberry goodness.
Lucas and I visited a Montessori school this morning. I was really excited about it because of the sound of it, the price is cheaper, and I’ve heard several good things. But I wasn’t digging it. It was not a true Montessori school, I didn’t like the location and I just didn’t get the best vibe from it.
Lucas is trying to put things into the wall outlet. I better go.