I love my hubby.

I have the most supportive husband on Earth. He had to leave work today because my old doctor, whom I ended up dumping today, suggested I go. We waited for three hours and then got transferred to my OB's office (she wasn't there) where I inevitably met the coolest Ob ever. Turns out my almost fainting thing was a result of anemia that my previous doctor never told me about. Shouldn't that be illegal? Whatever. This new doctor is also an air force wife, from Pennsylvania. She's super pretty and totally supports a natural birth. She won't be delivering me because she is strictly in the office, but reccomended me to another doctor who is really good.

After that ordeal, we went to drop Lucy off at Check-A-Child for the first time. As soon as we got there she wanted to play. She didn't even care we left. When we picked her up, she was with her little friends with her name tag on and came running over to me. It made me want to cry.

We dropped her there because we had a lamaze class. Mike paid attention the whole time and did a really good job massaging my back in coordination with my breathing. The cutest part was that after the class I told him what my "relaxation" scenario was and he was blown away that we both imagined the same thing: us laying together in the morning in a big, fluffy bed. We are soulmates!

Tomorrow I am going to Target to get some baby stuff and Mike's anniversary present. I need to go grocery shopping too but have to take it easy. My iron pills should help and the doctor prescribed 6 meals a day. I'm going to keep them healthy though, I don't want to gain 50 pounds like miss chubby lucy made me do!