Crunch Time

36 weeks down, 4 to go. I'm cranky, hormonal, and exhausted. This will definitely be our last biological child, so, if we want more, we're adopting because this baby baking factory will be officially shut down after this one.

I just got over 2 weeks of bed-ridden hell thanks to the lovely bout of walking pneumonia I was blessed with, which partially explains the massive case of grumpies I've had lately.

I am finally in my final rotation which is Pediatrics. So far, so good, but I'll miss OB. I got to participate in several births which was mind-blowing. It's so different being on the other side of things. I only had one that freaked me out because I thought I was going to have to deliver the kid myself.

I was in the room with the parents-to-be and the OB came to check the progress. The mom was dilated to a 7, and was still comfortable thanks to an epidural. The dr. felt it would still be a while, so she left to do a c-section, and the nurse went to tend to other patients. A few minutes after the OB and nurse left, the mom told me she was feeling some pressure "down there", so I pulled back the blanket and looked. There was nothing going on, but I went ahead and told the nurse anyway. She gave me a "why the hell are you bothering me with this when the dr. just checked her, you stupid imbicile student" look, said, "she's fine, we just checked her," and then promptly went back to whatever it is she was doing.

I went back to the room and chatted some more. After a minute or so, the mom said, "I really feel pressure down there." Since she'd already given birth twice before, I figured she knew what the hell she was talking about so I looked again. Lo and behold, there was a little hairy head sticking halfway out of her.

Ordinarily, my fat ass doesn't run unless there is food to be chased, but I hurdled my pregnant ass over the chair that was in my way and grabbed the first nurse that passed by the door. Within seconds, a perfect little baby girl was born just as we got gloves on and our hands were down to catch her. I was completely freaked out, but the parents thought the whole thing was absolutely hysterical.

About 2 minutes later, both the nurse and the OB came back to the room to check the mom's progress, completely oblivious to what had just transpired. The doc took a look around, saw the baby and said, "Oh, we have a baby already!" Um, no shit Sherlock.

That has probably been the most exciting thing to happen to me since I last updated. I eat, sleep, eat, go to school, eat, work, eat, try to squeeze in time with my girls, and then eat some more.

12 weeks of maternity leave is going to be absolute Heaven compared to what I'm doing now.