happy baby!
This week has been the week of the doctor. Tomorrow will be my 3rd trip to the doctor this week! Twice for me, once for Peyton's shots. Yesterday I had to have a test done at a clinic for my throat. So I get to the clinic on time only to find out that I was at the wrong place. I was supposed to go to the main hospital to have it done. Arnold and Peyton had dropped me off, and had already left, so I was stuck there. I tried calling Arnold for twenty minutes, but his cell phone was off. Finally I got a hold of him, and he had already made it back home (why is it that when you need to get in touch with someone, they always have their cell phone off at just the wrong time!). So he gets back in the car to come pick me up. By this point I'm dying! I had not had anything to eat or drink in like 18 hours, and this was only delaying the test. I finally make it to the hospital and have my test done two hours later. (I found out that I have a small hernia in my esophagus. I don't think it's a big deal, just something I acquired while pregnant.) In the meantime, Peyton is having to drink from a bottle for the second time in her little life. She's not to fond of the bottle. She gulps it down in two seconds flat, and then cries. Now when I feed her, she usually falls asleep. (heaven!!!) Not sure what's gonna happen when she starts daycare.