IT'S A GIRL!!!
Phoenix Christian, born 6/11/06 at 12:54PM. She weighed 7lbs 10oz measuring 19" long.
Still Pregnant...
Doctor appoinment on Wednesday yielded no change. Due date was yesterday. Despondency trying to creep in. Fighting it as hard as I can.
6-6-06
Well, the day of evil has fallen on us. I know it is just like every other day. But, today I have this sinking feeling of certainty everything is going to be fine. Ok, so it isn't really a sinking sense, more like an uplifting sense. I feel more at peace today than I have in a while. I am disappointed that I have not given birth yet. And I am disappointed in certain health care providers (COBRA and UnitedHealthCare and the benefits coordinator at RC's place of employment, just to drop a few names) for dropping the ball and leaving us insurance-less in this time so close to the birth of our second child. I feel no stress over the situation, which is really odd, and RC can attest to that. It used to be that if anything went wrong I would flip out in the most irrational ways (ok, so I am not saying I don't do this at all anymore, I just know I do it way less than I did). I feel like everything is really going to be just peachy.
Death
Yesterday, there was a bird flopping around in the yard. I thought it was just learning to fly, so I brought the little X-man over to investigate. No, it wasn't trying to fly, it was merely thrashing about in the throes of death. So,we backed off until it stopped (removing it from the unwanted attentions of The Muttly first, of course, with gloves on). Then I gave it a decent burial in the trash. Never have Wal-Mart bags felt so revered as when they were wrapped around the little dead starling from our back yard. Then today on Mr. Roger's what did they talk about? Dying! I thought that was rather humorous with the fact that we did something yesterday, with me trying to explain to him about dying, and today we went through it all again. And do you know what kicked off the whole discussion on it? Mr. McFeely found a dead bird! Isn't that ironic? It's like I am living out the re-runs of Mr. Roger's before they happen.
I feel so discouraged today. I can't wait for small group tonight, I really need it.