Happy Halloween!
My owl baby is sleeping, a pretty long nap if you ask me. (Watch, I’ll jinx it.) So today was the TA DA 6 week appointment. For me. At the OBGYN. I had a friend who said the “OBGYN” sounds like “goblin,” but today my OBGYN was actually dressed as a witch. She checked me out and everything looks healed and fine, and on top of it I had a pap smear and BIGGER TA DA…MIRENA! It didn’t hurt at all. Not even a little. So a witch swabbed me and protected me against unplanned pregnancy. Happy Halloween to me. Camper fussed a bit in the waiting room but soon fell soundly asleep and has been snoozing ever since. Snoozing away while we made sure he remains the only apple of our eye for at least a couple years. I am astounded that it was so painless, almost unnoticeable. The most expensive piece of small, unnoticeable plastic I’ve ever had in my uterus. That’s for shiz.
So what else? Yesterday was rough. We won’t go there. I just got a wee depressed, which was partially remedied by John coming home and getting us dinner, and remedied further by a long conversation about what we’re doing and how we’re doing it and what we plan to do with my wonderful husband, who then spent the night with the baby so I could sleep without getting up when Le Baby cried.
Now it’s just hunker down, clean the house a bit more, perhaps run out when John gets home (we’ll see how tired he is) and then wait for Trick or Treaters.
Oh yeah! And we got tickets to a concert, $15 each for a cafe tour with some our most favorite artists! I’m WAY freaked about leaving Camper with someone, but we do have people we trust (although I wish it were my Mom!) and who have offered. It’s gotta happen sometime, right?
