Yesterday Husband picked me up from work to go visit our babies Pediatrician. Sure it's a routine visit for all you mom's out there but it was a unique experience for me. I grew up in a church that didn't believe in doctor's so I've never had a Pediatrician and really had no idea what to expect.
We were running late because I was in a heated discussion with Boss about Universal Studios and ended up leaving 20 minutes late but the nice people at the Ped. office still agreed to see us.
I missed lunch and was so frantic to reduce the lateness of our arrival that I didn't even bother to take a snack.
On the way to the appointment my baby started kicking - she does that when Husband's around. By the time we arrived to the Ped's office she was in full swing mode and as we sat down, Husband leaned over to poke her as she kicked and it hit me - we are a family! I almost started crying but due to the circumstances thought it might be alarming to the children, parents and doctors milling about. Honestly it's the first time it hit me, we are a family! I'm getting so anxious and excited to meet this little girl.