4 days more

So, life has been a little crazy.  We found out just before the end of the year that we had been misinformed about what our insurance options would be at the beginning of the year.  As it turns out, had our baby been born in 2010, it would have cost us about $200.  Under the new plan, our out of pocket cost will now be about $3000, assuming all goes well.  Okay.  Fortunately, we've built up a bit of savings, so okay. 

BUT, another wrench in our plans, the hospital where my doctor delivers is not in the network of the new plan so I could no longer continue going to him for the final weeks of my pregnancy.  At first, I wanted to cry.  Not that I particularly LOVE my doctor (I mean...he's good and all) but here I am in the eleventh hour, ready to deliver any day, and what would I do if my baby came before I was able to arrange for someone else?  Where would I go?  As someone who likes to have every loose end tied up before a new baby comes, who has typically delivered about 2 weeks early, this was distressing. 

I called the new hospital, got some names of doctors who delivered there, then just called the first one on the list.  At this point, I am not picky.  I have done this enough times to know that my deliveries are pretty straight forward, and it doesn't take anyone spectacular to pull off a successful result.  I scheduled an appointment with whoever could see me soonest, put Kevin on the assignment of getting insurance and past records info to the new office, and felt much better.  As long as we paid the doctor's bill prior to delivery, we could count on him being there if I went into labor if it should happen before I ever actually met him.  Once that was paid, I found my ability to deal with life in a calm manner again.

As it turned out, I was able to meet the new doctor yesterday.  He was great and I feel even better about all of it.  I'm dialated to a 4 and scheduled to be induced (assuming the hospital has room for me, and I don't deliver before then) on Tuesday.  After many contraction-filled nights, it's really nice to have the end scheduled.  I was induced with Noah, and it went very smoothly.  Now, I'm actually just hoping I last that long.  My mom comes next Thursday, Marlee doesn't have classes on Tuesdays, and I like the idea of 1/11/11 as a birthday...but my body seems anxious and we'll just have to see.  I'm trying to be as lazy as I can, so as not to disrupt the plan.  It would be nice to have the weekend to set up the bed, finish getting the Christmas stuff put away, wash the littlest baby clothes and get them put away, stock up on groceries,  sleep, sleep, sleep. 

So, I'll keep you informed.  All very exciting=)   Now I have to get back to trying to maintain a sedentary lifestyle for the next four days...as much as possible in a house with four small boys.  But here comes another contraction...breathing.  breathing.  1/7/11 isn't such a bad date, right? 

It will give him a good excuse to love slurpees.