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38 Weeks

Yes, I know the counter to the left tells you all I will have this baby any day now. This isn't the case, unless the little counter knows something I don't. I am only 38 weeks, 37 if you go by my doctors dates. Baby can't come this week, we have too much going on.

Monday: Meet friends at Barnes and Noble to play, lunch date with my friend Sarah, babysit Amanda's kids.

Tuesday: Halloween party #1

Wednesday: Play group Halloween party, doctors appointment

Thursday: Visit Grandma Betty and Grandpa Jon at there new place

Friday: Golden "Boo Street" with Grandma

We don't really have plans for the weekend, but next week is Elie's birthday party. So, really, I don't need this kid to come any early.

On that note, I tested group B strep positive meaning I have to get to the hospital at least 4 hours before this kid shows up so I can get IV antibiotics. If I don't get them, the baby has to stay in the hospital at least 48 hours after she is born. Not a big deal, except I have to be there too and the Hospital is closed for visitors under 18, so the girls wouldn't be able to meet their new sister.

As far as what this kids name is: Annabelle, Josephine, Genvieve, Juliette, Joella, or maybe something else we come up with between now and then. Yet another reason she needs to stay put.

Comments

This baby needs to arrive on Monday, 11/2 so you are home in plenty of time before Elie's b-day. Do you hear that God and baby??? :)
Call me when you go into labor....
song said…
The anticipation, I don't know how you stand it. Where did you decide to deliver?
NLWilliams said…
Come on baby...make your arrival a timely thing!
And that strep business is really a pain, isn't it?
Elizabeth said…
How exciting!
Just learned about Group B Strep in class today...how timely ;-)

As always, the name Elizabeth has a nice ring.

Elizabeth
Jennifer McHam said…
Ha! Lizbo - you're awesome :) ! And Gretch - LOVE all the names, major bummer about the strep, and STAY PUT BABY! Love to all of you!!
Jen

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