- This lady knows way more about babies and children than I do. She OOZES baby knowledge. Slightly intimidated right now.
- Oh wait, she’s not the doctor. She’s the receptionist. (Her name is Priscilla. That’s my best friend’s name.) But she’s asking me if I have questions. OK, must try to remember all those articles I read.
- Here I go: Hospital visit after delivery? Check. Open weekends? Check. Same-day appointments? Check. That’s good to know.
- Do I have any more questions? I realize now that I should have been more prepared. I throw one out: “If I have problems breastfeeding can I call?? Like, can I call anytime?” Oh, Priscilla. She is trying not to laugh. “You can call anytime,” she says.
- She has this kind “oh you dear” look in her eyes, so she goes on and gives me advice about diapers and baby powder and vaccinations. I want to write all this down but I forgot a pen.
- OK, real doctor is in. She is nice and Asian and pretty.
- She’s asking me if I have questions again. I ask the exact same questions I just asked the receptionist, but she doesn’t know that!
- Oooh, cool. She gives advice not only about the physical care for babies but how to discipline them too, if they hit the terrible twos. That’s good to know. I realize that I’ve said “that’s good to know” like 10 times out loud.
- I really like her! She has the kind of upbeat, bubbly energy a child would enjoy, I think? I like her, and I think Baby Kruse would like her. Decision made, but I don’t want to decide now since she says I should interview other pediatricians. I don’t want to seem too needy, you know?
- PARKING VALIDATION. $3. Ugh. That’s a ton of parking money every time baby is sick.
It’s March 2016, mid-March, which means Kevin and I only have a couple more months before we get to meet baby…we can’t wait! Here’s a very belated photo of us during Christmas last year, when we first announced to the entire world AKA Facebook that we were expecting.
Look at how tiny Baby Kruse is!! You wouldn’t guess from how happy I look, but I was throwing up 8 times a day during this time (morning sickness? more like all-day-long sickness), but seeing our baby girl made it all worth it. Right now, she’s kicking me pretty strong (in what my baby app says a UTERUS THE SIZE OF A SOCCER BALL). It’s so cute…for now. Wait a couple months and it might not be too cute anymore. Lol.
Kevin and I got married last May, and I got pregnant in October. We didn’t even go through our first year of marriage yet, which often had us thinking maybe…too soon? (We even actually heard people tell me that — they shalt be nameless.) But you know what? The past six months have been a blessing beyond any and all our expectations. We both believe in the goodness of God’s timing, and the blessings have been abundant, whether it’s financial support in the form of work, a potential future home for our family, and never ending support from our church.
Here’s to another 3 months to go, and the rest of our lives as a family of three! Stay tuned to hear more about the good, the bad, and the very funny tales of family life in Hawaii.