When I got there they were getting ready to give a her a drug to keep her from having contractions, that would make her heart race, etc., etc. I was already feeling a lot of anxiety over this procedure and that did not help.
Anyway, I hear a doc in the hall and recognize the voice, as it was Ceece and Ol' Mother Hubbard's OB. He says he'll start the ultrasound and not wait for the midwife. So he takes the magic wand and starts at the top, and says, "Well, where is that baby's head?" He keeps on moving down and says, "Down here, right where it should be. You can go."
Thank you Jesus.
Land's sake, I am so relieved, as was the mama and the papa.
Thank you for your thoughts and prayers.
Keep heading south sweet dumpling. We're waiting.