Ultrasound alert!

I meant to post this last Thursday, when it was written. I was holding off because I wanted to include my 4 month pregnancy picture, but we didn't get it taken until a week later! Anyway....

Hey! Finally we have some news to report on Baby #2 besides that he/she is churning my insides. I had a doctor's appointment yesterday and here's what I found out:

-The heartbeat is still strong and beautiful. (And just as miraculous a sound as it was the first time around!)
-I'm not hurting the baby by curing my headaches with Tylenol & caffeine. (I wasn't worried about the substances themselves, just the frequency with which I need that cure!)
-My doctor wouldn't want to wait another 4 weeks for an ultrasound either so "how about next week"?! (We go in at 11:30 on Tuesday. Stay tuned for the announcement on gender!)
-I have 3 possible dates for when we can schedule this delivery. We just need to decide when we want to have this baby!

(BTW, for those who don't know or have forgotten, Benjamin was delivered via emergency c-section. He was 9 days overdue and, according to the doctor, the placenta was just too old to support him through my contractions; his heart rate was dropping with every one. This combined with the fact that I was not progressing very quickly lead the doctor to make the decision to get him out while he was still healthy. Therefore, I will be delivering via planned c-section this time. The risks associated with VBAC are not very likely, but are very scary should there be complications [as in certain death for the baby]. We are not willing to gamble, even though odds are good, when the stakes are so high.)

Meanwhile, we have decided that this baby is going to be high maintenance. How do we know? We don't, but if the random complications I have had with doctor's appointments are any indication....

I have had to re-schedule 3 out of 4 appointments so far. #1 due to me locking my keys (car and house keys) in the house as I was leaving to go, #3 due to my insurance company failing to activate me after a month and a half (it was either pay my bill in full or re-schedule the appointment), and #4 (yesterday's appointment) due to a flat tire. Yes, I got Benjamin and I up and ready to go (including an extra dirty diaper and an unusually drawn-out breakfast), and we were going to be ON TIME! Diaper bag on one shoulder, purse on the other, car-seat in one hand, Benjamin on my hip, we made it out to the driveway only to discover the back passenger-side tire was completely flat. I felt like the tire. Fortunately, they fit me in later that same day. Unfortunately, it took us ALL DAY LONG (and a couple hundred dollars) to deal with that stupid tire. And poor Seth, he has been deathly ill this week and was supposed to be taking a much needed sick day.... Ah well, such is life.