Posted by: Rose's Daughter | May 9, 2009

Another day, another dollar.

Well, despite wanting to call out and not take myself to work in the hospital for the upteenth Saturday in a row, I went in.  Mainly because, C-Dub needed a new tire, and we need to go to Mississippi weekend after next for a graduation.  C-Dub’s brother is graduating from high school.  We need money for a hotel and a rental car too.  There is no way I am sleeping at the mother in law’s.  The room we usually sleep in is C-Dub’s old room.  The bed is as old as we are.  And so is the damn mattress.  You can feel every last spring and every last valley.  I barely sleep two hours in a row as it is!  There is no way in hell I was sleeping on that bed 3 months pregnant.  So hotel it is. 

So off I went.  Grumbling and cursing the whole way. For twelve freaking hours!

But, there was one bright spot in this day.  I snuck into one of the unused rooms with a doppler.

Yeah baby!

It took me FOREVER it seemed, but finally, waaaaaayyy down by my pubic bone, there it was.  I could hear Baby Dub!  Well, I got the 150s for a little while, but then, the doppler wouldn’t record the number even though I could still hear it. 

Ahhhhhhhhh Bliss. 🙂

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Responses

  1. I don’t blame you for wanting to stay in a hotel, you need to be comfortable! And look at Baby Dub growing stronger & stronger every day!

    God is so good My Friend! 🙂

  2. How lovely! Nothing better or more reassuring than hearing that heartbeat. Happy Mother’s Day!

  3. Yeah baby dub!! You keep being the brigh spot in your mama’s day!

  4. Wow, oh, wow! So exciting! I’m so glad you got to hear that!


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