Smooth

It felt like November took about six months. We started Nov out at a new school. Thanksgiving was really nice. We even started Chanukah. I had another appointment at the obgyn and we settled on a due date. The RE calculates it based on the transfer date but the ob likes to go by lmp. It's only a five day difference.

The 15 week appointment was relatively quick and uneventful, thankfully, only made longer because the office is still missing a person to draw blood so I had to wait for them to decide if a medical assistant was going to attempt or if I should go to a separate lab. I volunteered to go to another lab. I don't need to be anyone's experiment for the day, especially if they're not confident.

There is a lot more time and space between appointments this time around. It's such a back-burner situation compared to the all-encompassing experience of the last one. No complaints. That's fine with me. I'm grateful it's been smooth. There are more aches and pains this time around (jaw? hip? why do those hurt?). My sleeping is different. My pallet still hasn't figured itself out. I'm more distracted by everything else going on to harp on the little things. I still won't go to a nail salon, though. Working on that superstition. 

I sent a gift basket to our RE for Thanksgiving. I don't think we sent anything last time because she was on maternity leave and then I was and then the world shut down and I lost track of things. I can't begin to describe my level of gratitude to her and while anything I gift her or say feels inadequate, it's better than nothing. 

The toddler has a cough. He had a cold a few weeks ago, never any fever, and even after the cold cleared up the cough stayed. I know that's normal for toddlers but I don't like it. We all got negative PCR tests before our small family Thanksgiving gathering. Today I decided it might be time to check in with the ped so waiting to get a call back. I know I'm a worrier but I don't care. The world is scary and I'd rather get told that I wasted time calling and reassurance that this will clear up rather than worry that something is being left untreated. 

I had a conversation at work about my salary. I presented my case for a significant increase. I asked for a 15% raise and got 4%. Better than nothing. At the end of the meeting I shared the news. They don't know yet that I will be advocating for a longer maternity leave and working from home flexibility. I didn't like having to put my 11-week old in daycare last time and I'd like to avoid that if I can. I'll leave that conversation for another time.