CUTTING IT CLOSE.

Knowing that I would be home bound for two weeks (at least) bothered me.  So, I decided to meet some friends at a mall for lunch and a quick shopping excursion (Code names:  MeeMee, Corenthal the murdering bus driver, and Smell.)  I managed to get one of the two items on my list and have a delicious lunch at the Nordstrom Bistro before noticing that I was having contractions.

Not the kind of friends to let me leave on my own (how did they know I was going to drive straight home?), all three girls accompanied me to the local high risk hospital (the same one Mira was born in.)  Check-in was swift and I was subjected to a battery of tests, which included trans-vaginal and abdominal ultrasounds, uterine monitoring, blood pressure monitoring, pelvic examination, urine sampling, blood sampling, and vaginal cultures.  Seriously.  There was nothing left to test.

Luckily, every single test came back negative.  So, eventually, I was released and drove home to have a cannoli.  (Isn't that the answer to everything?)

Here are a few things I learned. . .

*  They hospital folks recalculated my due date to match the second date given by my OB:  November 13/14.

*  The baby is happy and healthy and  measuring perfectly for 22w3d (as of yesterday.)  The estimated weight?  1lb5oz.  Big Baby.

*  My girlfriends are amazing.  There is nothing like having a group of women that you have known since childhood, to put you at ease when you feel like you are starting down a nightmare.  Again.

So, I'm in the house.  Feel free to come by.  I like company and if you swing by at the right time, I will have dinner ready.  Don't bring anything.  There is no price of admission.  But, if you were taught by your Mama to never show up empty-handed, you can bring shaved-ice, a board game, some funny stories. . . Yeah.