Today I’m 30 weeks, I have a doctor’s appointment and an ultrasound appointment. Landon’s alarm wakes us up around 7, we get up, get ready, go downstairs, eat breakfast, then head to the doctors. On the ride there,
“How you feeling today baby?” He asks.
“I’m okay, no pain, just her kicking like crazy,” I reply.
He smiles as he pulls up to the doctors office, “Good, let’s see how she’s doing.”
We get out after he parks, we walk into the doctor’s office, check in, take our seat, after 15 minutes we’re called in, we follow the nurse, who brings us to a room, takes my vitals, then tells us the doctor will be right in, after she walks out, the doctor walks in a moment later,
“How are we today? I heard you had quite a scare, I know you were seeing the other doctor but she’s out sick,” the l
