Yep, big news. Rusco kid #3 is on the way! I am having the hardest time spilling this news. I was content just letting myself get bigger and bigger while watching people squirm and wonder if I'm letting myself go or pregnant. But it's hard to work it into a conversation. I thought for sure I'd be able to work it into conversations at church today, but it didn't happen. I mean how would that work? Me: hey Cindy, how's your foot? Are you recovering from surgery? Cindy: It's going well, I'm almost done with PT and I have three screws in my foot. Me: Awesome, hey I'm pregnant! Or how about this.... Teacher: Cameron was such a good girl in class today and she had a lot to say. Me: Great job Cam! Hey did you know I'm pregnant? It all seems too forced and I couldn't work it in naturally. Of course there were the generic conversations... Mr. & Mrs. Adams: Hi Jen, how are you? Me: Good thanks, just a little pregnant but really enjoying the weather!
This is the beauty of my blog. It's a place where I get to type about me and my family and for some strange reason, people read it! So to all of you loyal readers, here it is. Baby # 3 is due January 9 but like babies 1 & 2 it could arrive 3 weeks early if my blood pressure rises. So that would bring us to December 15ish and I'm sure I'll have plenty of stress in my life about then! I know Darren will be breathing down my neck trying to get the baby delivered before the end of the year to meet our deductible and get the tax deduction! So yeah, last week when I posted my tag answers and said I was looking forward to December, I wasn't just talking about Christmas.
How I'm feeling: really good. About three weeks ago my stomach muscles gave up and decided not to help me out so I've got a gut. It's not even a cute baby bump like all the celebrities have. It's a certifiable, third baby gut. I was nauseous for a few days but I never throw up. I eat like a trucker and take naps every day when Cameron naps. Cameron has no idea what's going on and probably won't get it until the baby arrives. There will be drama. Jason set right out to make arrangements. We were sitting at the table when we told the kids and he started moving the chairs to make room for a high chair. He also decided to start a list of baby names to bring with us to the hospital. So far he's written John and Suzy on his list. I'm curious to see what else will be added over the next few months.
I had a very exciting first OB visit. The exam was normal and they sent me to the lab to get my blood. It was about 11:30am and I was starving and ready for lunch. The woman drawing my blood had a hard time finding a vein in my left arm so I asked her to try the right. She finally found one and started to fill 5 vials. I was trying to follow along with a song on the radio, read the charts on the wall and generally ignore the sick feeling in my stomach. I was getting weaker, breathing heavier and finally asked how much longer. "I've got 2 more to go do you want me to stop?" "No, let's get it over with." Bad decision. I started getting weak and tired and really sweaty. I tried to tell her I was just going to lay my head down but my words were slurring. I couldn't sing along with the song anymore so I put my head down and everything went black. When I woke up there were 3 women in the room applying ice packs to my sweaty neck and throat. They didn't have anywhere in the back for me to lay down so they got me into an office chair and rolled me out to the lobby to lay on the couch. AND THEY LEFT ME THERE! I can remember hearing people walk into the lobby and going up to the receptionist to ask if I was ok. "Oh she's fine, she just passed out during a blood draw." Wow, what a way to instill confidence in your patients! When I was able to sit up I dug through my bag to find my trusty tin of almonds and my water bottle. Not only did this lab not have a decent place to lay down but they also had no juice! NO JUICE! I finally stood up and went back to find my phlebotomist and she handed me 2 cups. "We need some urine, are you up for it? " Well shoot, why not? I've never passed out from THAT before! So after a memorable trip to the lab I drove straight to In'n'Out for a double-double to regain my strength. Such a great story and I had to keep it bottled up for a few weeks!
Ok, enough about me. Do you have any good news? I'm not trying to be generic, I'm just trying to give you lovely readers and opportunity to announce some big news. What, you can't top a pregnancy?