It’s a monumental week: we hit November 9, which means that we are down to less than a month to go! (Assuming my son is a timely fellow!) It’s exciting and terrifying all at once!
My doctor’s appointment was nice and uneventful. Shane had a ton of questions after our hospital tour last week, so we got those taken care of. Most interesting among his interrogation were the cord clamping policy (how much of a delay…this practice’s policy is 30 seconds…some do 60 but she said there’s not much benefit since the blood that’s being cut off in the cord is fetal blood and he will need to process that out anyway) and cord blood banking (not much benefit to private banking because the perks of private can be had with public – and public is free). It’s going to be strange not having constant doctor’s appointments after Eugene arrives. I’m sure I’ll have plenty to occupy my mind and won’t be concerned with that but from this side of things – it’s weird! We’ve had constant appointments for about a year and a half, with the exception of the break we took last November and December, so to think that we only have three more to go…it’s good! But it’s definitely strange.