Today we went to the Doctor for our weekly appointment (this is Matt writing, so it really wasn’t my appointment, I use the plural personal pronoun only to make myself feel more a part of the process. At “our” appointments I really only smile politely, shake hands with Dr. Fernandez, and hold Kelley’s purse when she goes to the bathroom).
It was one of these 10 minute appointments you drive 120 miles roundtrip for. He asks the basic questions. He pushes and prods forcefully on Kelley’s belly, and he pronounces everything is ok. We are definitely thankful that this has been the normative experience!
SO, all that to say, we are still waiting. Officially we are 15 days away from D-Day. In the meantime, I am reaping the rewards of Kelley’s nervous energy. I came home to bacon and egg sandwiches at lunch Tuesday. I came home to homemade enchiladas that night. Our house is wonderfully clean. Baby H’s nursery looks incredible. And I Kelley is doing it all! I love my wife!
Unfortunately for Kelley, most of my nervous energy is being poured into work. Sorry Kelley!
It is an odd experience, this waiting. Everything is basically “normal” for us in the day-to-day, but you know that at any moment everything is going to change and the change will last the rest of your life. An odd experience indeed.
My parents rented a condo in Rockport for the week so Kelley and I are both struggling with our resentment issues that they are fishing, reading, and relaxing by the water and we are not. To help comfort us in this time my mom has been kind enough to send nice pictures of their visit. Thanks Joyce!
Here is an alligator they saw today. I can’t believe they didn’t get closer!
Here is a nice beach shot from the beach off the North Jetty in Port Aransas.
This will be one of the first summers in my life that I haven’t spent some time in Rockport so I am missing it if you can’t tell!