Catching Up

It is Monday evening now. We left the house Sunday morning EARLY to cross the border for my dr appointment. I had to get to the Ultrasound waiting room 30 min before the dr got there to start my wait in line. I was supposed to have a full bladder so I was downing coffee, juice and water until I thought I'd burst.

There were already 5 women seated in the room when I got there, and I ended up getting there an HOUR before the dr because we just happend to get in the fast line at the border (= Yeah, Tom.

All the waiting rooms/areas are segregated here, but they usually have two categories - Family and Women. The family one is for men and their families. Apparently that didn't work on this day because I was asked to leave to sit in the women's one while Tom and Layla stayed in the other one. So Lj was quite happy to run back and forth and chatter endlessly to everyone in between (=

They waited a little while longer and then Tom was meeting with a "realtor" to look at some housing on that side of town. We are thinking of moving and someone heard of a British fellow who is acting as a realtor which is SOOOO helpful. When trying to find housing, working with a local or an Indian fellow who responds "Inshallah" to everything is pretty difficult.

So he and Tom meet at this house and he gets out of his car wearing sweat pants, flip flops, a bad case of bedhead and a T-shirt that says "I'd quit drinking but I'm not a quitter" in very large letters. Hmmmm. And he's showing houses that go for $2500 a month. Not a great experience overall but we learned that prices of houses vary DRASTICALLY and you never know what you are going to be looking at until you actually get there....and that there are trade-offs if you don't want to hear a lot of Inshallahs.

Meanwhile, I am back at the hospital being told that we CAN try for a normal labor, so that is very good news. If we were going to have to do the C-section, he wanted to do it next monday, in 8 days! I was TOTALLY unprepared for that.

As Tom tried to make his way back from the last house with the "realtor" they got lost (go figure how that happens in a town of 60K) and Lj fell asleep. This never happens in the car. Turns out she had a fever of 103 and she's been fighting it ever since. Not a great day for a really sick kid.

We ended up having lunch with some folks who have an idea for Tom and I and we wanted to explore it a little more - nothing overly concrete. But it was wonderful to meet at their house, eat lunch and then take a family nap. I love that all of us like to nap (= She conked out for 2 hours and woke up on fire with the fever again.

Long story short, we actually spent the night with our friends because she was so sick we didn't want to do a border crossing with her feeling so poorly. Tom did an awful lot of caring for her when she woke up last night -she is a TOTAL daddy's girl at this point. I was pretty happy to try and sleep (=

Anyway, she woke up sick, threw up all over Tom just after he'd gotten dressed and we decided to stay for the laundry for to be done and for another nap (=

Thankfully we didn't have any trouble at the border other than the typical honking and dodging of vehicles as too many cars try to fit into too few lanes. sigh.

So we've worked out several versions of when to get visas, cross the border blah blah blah to be ready for the baby.

Tom will probably go spend the weekend across town just so he can hang out with his buddies for awhile. Should be fun for him and some good connecting time. Layla has totally charmed them, by the way (= They are quite playful with her and she plays all sorts of running around the mejulis games with them and kisses them to get them to let her get by and so on. She left her little lamby there on the last visit and they were wanting to buy her a new toy instead of giving her back the old one and Tom was delicately trying to explain the sensitivies of a 2.5 year old to old toys vs new toys (= They don't get that at all!

Well, anyway. We are home, it is evening, Layla is down in bed for the most part and Tom and I trying to figure out what to do. Rather pooped. Hope she sleeps through the night.