thank god for the medical-industrial complex
33 hours until the next checkup. despite physical signs to the contrary, i find it nearly impossible to believe everything is okay. justin keeps talking about this thing or that one that we'll be doing with z. i smile and nod, smile and nod, because it sounds great, but i can't really commit to it.
tonight, we were looking at apartments online for our week in buenos aires next month, and i started to find ones with two bedrooms where the second bedroom had a big bed and a toddler bed or a set of bunk beds. i could imagine for a few moments taking z and my mom or justin's mom with us next time, strolling the streets at lunch time with z in the stroller and again in the early evening, after z's nap, followed by one of the grandmas watching z while we went out for a proper 11:00 buenos aires dinner.
a lovely dream, one i'm fighting to not find foolish. wednesday's appointment will help me fight the feeling for a few days, and next week should start a round of testing and the anatomical survey that will keep me at the hospital on a regular enough basis to maintain some sanity for the next month. ah, organized medicine - where would i be without it?
tonight, we were looking at apartments online for our week in buenos aires next month, and i started to find ones with two bedrooms where the second bedroom had a big bed and a toddler bed or a set of bunk beds. i could imagine for a few moments taking z and my mom or justin's mom with us next time, strolling the streets at lunch time with z in the stroller and again in the early evening, after z's nap, followed by one of the grandmas watching z while we went out for a proper 11:00 buenos aires dinner.
a lovely dream, one i'm fighting to not find foolish. wednesday's appointment will help me fight the feeling for a few days, and next week should start a round of testing and the anatomical survey that will keep me at the hospital on a regular enough basis to maintain some sanity for the next month. ah, organized medicine - where would i be without it?
posted by laura at 11:12 PM
6 Comments:
Not a foolish dream at all! I hope the only foolish bits are that you've forgotten to factor in that z won't nap well and will be howling the town down during that stroller ride.
stop! you know z will be the ultimate child-traveler: able to sleep anywhere, amenable to foods of all kinds, immune to schedules, flexible in every situation. how dare you suggest otherwise?
You guys really need to rent a doppler. I'll pitch in for one if it'd make you feel better. Let me know.
We have a doppler, Lorem. Frankly, the thing bugs me to no end.
Yay for plentiful ultrasounds and pregnancy symptoms.
I will let you know how all our travel goes. I am so afraid of the plane I can't even tell you. I have a breakdown when she starts crying at the grocery store. I can't imagine 16+ hours...
Of course, your child will never cry in the store. I have a feeling.
of course, you are right!
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