The funny (yes, funny) thing about all of it, was that all I wanted was a dr to call in some topical solution for my very itchy belly. When she asked that I meet her at Highland (the place where I will be delivering) as she would be there and we could meet so she could look at my belly, I thought, no biggie. I can meet her in the lobby and she can give me a prescription for some relief and I'll be on my way.
Not so much.
We got to the hospital and they asked me to put on a robe, give a urine sample and to wait in one of their labor and delivery rooms with Stephen.
Whhhhaaaa.... Wait. I was just here to show my belly to a dr. I don't understand.
"Oh it's just procedure. You're 36 weeks, so we have to take all precautions" (for an itchy belly?)
|The delivery room I was in... I didn't have the presence of mind to take any other pictures. I kept thinking I was about to leave!|
|Closer up of AB's heartbeat during our visit|
Well, 3 hours later, and a recommendation of benedryl, I walked out of the labor and delivery ward with an appreciation for the unplanned visit. We not only got acclimated to the labor and delivery ward, but also to the nurses, and to the room in which little Annie Beth will come into the world. All without the stress of actually being in labor.
And best of all, Stephen felt the swift urge to start his packing list for the hospital. He now knows what he'll need to survive ;) (I already had his list, along with mine, thanks to some very sweet friends who just had babies) but it's still nice to be in the room and pretend a little.
|"The Chair" that somehow has a pull out cot for Stephen to sleep on during our stay. Should be interesting for him.|
In summary, our visit made everything very real, I'll tell you that much. We realize we are SO not ready for AB to get here. Not mentally, not physically, not packed, not prepared, not ready.
And to think, we had planned on going on a tour of the hospital the next day. Sheesh. Our "tour" was WAY more thorough.