But first, an irrelevant prelude:
I think Jane has hiccups right now.
Anyway, it was just another basic appointment. My belly's measuring where it should be, her heartbeat sounds good, and my blood pressure is nice and low. The midwife we met with was very nice, though pregnant herself and said she didn't expect to see us again this time around as she'll be taking leave soon. She emphasized to always call if there's something concerning me (and I've already done that once, even before I was officially a patient there!) so that's good to hear.
We didn't have a lot of questions this time. It seems like some weeks I have a list of eight things and other times I've got nothing. But either way, I didn't feel like she was rushing to get us out or anything.
On our drive back, I said, "Know what's weird? Sometime soon we'll be coming down this road driving our baby home for the first time." Too bad the road's so darn bumpy.
Andy leaves tomorrow for a few days out on a boat, science-ing it up. He'll have his computer so I probably won't be able to upload any pictures until Wednesday or Thursday.
We've got one more session of childbirth class next Wednesday and then we'll be totally, totally ready and prepared for everything that comes our way. Right?