Daley Ponderings

This morning, we drove up to the birth clinic where Jonathan and Noah were born.  Their midwife has retired (she wanted to before Noah was born, but actually did right before Faith was born) and her daughter has taken over the job.  We had met C before, when she was helping out her mom, I think during Jonathan's pregnancy.

Because this pregnancy came directly after the miscarriage, I was not exactly sure of the dates, but after some discussion it seems that March 1 is close enough to go by.  It is easy to let the weeks slide by without keeping track, so I am a bit surprised to note that we are nearly halfway through!

The baby kicked at the fetoscope vigorously and she hadn't used it in a while, so it took her a while to get the heartbeat.  When she did it was 150, so maybe we can expect another girl. (:  (Some say girl babies have higher fetal heart rates than boys.)

Again, my iron was a bit low, so I am back to eating blackstrap molasses...  However, I am not very concerned, because my energy levels have been good, and because the molasses did the trick last time.

Overall, it was a good appointment and we are happy to be going back.  It was fun to show the boys the rooms they were born in.  Noah, of course, doesn't remember it at all.  Jonathan thought he did but didn't recognize much when we got in (he was only 2 1/2 when Noah was born.)  Grammy - Jonathan did remember playing golf in the hallway.