The end is near–at least as far as BYU goes. Chris has a paper due on Friday for one class and a final in his other class on Monday afternoon, and after that, he is finished. Hallelujah!!!! It has seemed like a long time coming. We will have to have some kind of celebration. Since Chris has decided not to participate in the official graduation exercises, he is borrowing a cap and gown from a friend who is so that he can have some pictures taken.
Amy functions well with a daily routine and simply rolls over in bed when I lay her down to sleep. She is a bit leery of visiting people these days–she is so afraid that she will be left. She had babysitters a couple of times last weekend and usually cries when we leave. She settles down quickly though. She has learned to shake her head “no” as well as say “no” this past week. She understands so much and is surprisingly accurate with her “no” responses.
She has a little doll that I have reintroduced to her as her “baby”. When she sees it she often makes a crying noise. She will carry it around, wrap it in blankets, or dishtowels more often than not, and say “shhh” when it is sleeping. I am hoping to get her used to the idea of a baby and being soft and gentle. She doesn’t get to see her daddy too much right now, so if I ask her where Daddy is, she will usually point to one of our wedding pictures that hangs in the living room.
I had a checkup last week and things are looking fine. Amy is very cautious about going to the doctor’s office. She remembers very well that they give her shots there. When the nurse called our name, Amy hung back and would not walk down the hall. She cries every time she sees the nurse. Poor thing. She doesn’t care much for the doctor either and when he wants to listen to the baby’s heartbeat, Amy sits up on the examining table with me between my legs. She cries then too. My doctor and I talked about doing a repeat c-section, which he would recommend, but I think that I am going to try for a normal delivery at this point. I would love to experience a shorter recovery time, especially since we might be moving within a couple of weeks of the birth. We have talked about blessing the baby before we leave–not in church of course–but we would like to have family around for this.
On Tuesday, Amy and I were outside in the back yard. The sight of all the weeds in the flower garden was finally more than I wanted to look at, so I started pulling. I am not sure what I did, but a sharp pain in my lower abdomen convinced me that I needed to stop. I brought Amy in the house, which she wasn’t too thrilled about, gave her a quick bath because she was dirty and finally laid down to rest. The pain stuck around for about four hours and finally subsided around 8 pm. I must admit I was rather worried, especially since Chris was gone. It hasn’t come back in the days since even though I haven’t changed my schedule much. Thankfully.
