and now we can have a baby!

today was my second attempt at nailing down an obstetrician in virginia who would sooth my fears and reassure my paranoid self that all is on track with babe. i left school in a daze at 3:20, hardly able to focus on my two second drive across the street to my doctor's office, because i will tell you again middle schoolers are exhausting! as instructed, i showed up 20 minutes early with all required forms neatly and meticulously filled out. up to the ninth floor, babes and i rode the creeping elevator. we found our clinic, checked ourselves in and waited... and waited... and waited. i'm not a big waiter to start with, i have the patience (roughly) of a 10 year old. although i'm working on it! but when i can visualize my desk at school heaping to the brim with to-do lists, yet ungraded assignments, and blank lesson plans desperately in need of content, my patience plummets to even shallower depths. and so i waited, and ground my teeth. checked my email, read the news, contemplated the u.s.'s position in syria, checked my email, debated texting joey to tell him i was moving (with or without him) back to saint paul (and my old doctor, the one i love.love.love). and just as i was about to throw my cell phone across the room to hit the cheery nurse who continued to show up and shout someone else's name, i was called in.

once inside my room, the nurse and i had a pleasant conversation about why in the world one would choose to move across the country in my "condition" - because i am the best wife ever, is the correct answer by the way! - and i was asked to "sit tight" until the doctor was ready to see me. and so i sat. tight as a drum! until finally my doctor swept in and cleared all tension from my shoulders with her airy hello, bright smile, and sincere gratitude for my patience (what patience?). i loved her instantly and spent the next 15 minutes finding a dozen ways to love her more. "of course you're stressed out," she guessed immediately, "but you're doing all the right things and we're happy to have you." she could have said nothing else that would have eased my worries more. she went on to patiently and thoroughly explain the details of the hospital at which we will deliver, the credentials of the midwives who may be the ones to take charge of my delivery, and the process moving forward as we near the due date. i was sold. and so, i am ready to commit to my new doctor/clinic with complete ease. finally!

but now for some real news to start your week off right... this little cupcake and her grandma are coming to see me in a few weeks :)

picture stolen (thank you holli+instagram+facebook)

we couldn't be more excited!