settling in

As of today we've been in California for about a week and a half and so far, so good! Number of times commenting on 'Oh my gosh can you believe this weather are we sure it's January?': at least a hundred. Number of times I've attempted driving on the freeway: a big fat zero. No thank you...not ready for that yet. Baby steps.

Aaaand speaking of babies, I'm now at 29 and a half weeks pregnant! Really I've had it so easy so far with the exception of the worst heartburn known to man and some rib and back pain that has made it pretty uncomfortable to sit through car rides, movies, church, you name it. Other than that it's really been smooth sailing and I'm so grateful for that. Switching doctors was a bit of a hassle though, and I was actually really sad to leave the ones I had in Idaho. We had an incident last week when we went in to have our first appointment with our new doctor, and long story short, our new insurance policy won't kick in until the first of February and that means that the few check-up appointments we have this month won't happen until then unless we want to shovel out a few thousand per appointment. Which, yeah right. Despite Andy's greatest efforts over the phone, our insurance agency informed us that nothing could be done. I felt so helpless. My eyes got all foggy and next thing I knew, heavy, hot tears were falling town my face faster than I could wipe them, rudely ignoring all of my throat-clearings and upwards-looking to try and keep them in. And I was hyper-aware of the line of people waiting behind me, which made it even worse. I'm sure they were thinking "oh you poor, overly-emotional, first-time-mom," and, (raises hand) yeah, that's me...but I just felt so nervous and inadequate and clueless and I couldn't help it. Because this is my first go at this, and while I knew I felt fine and everything seemed fine, I still wanted that reassurance from the doctor that it all really was fine. It's not like we were talking twisted ankles or broken fingers here, but a baby. My baby, who I already love so much. And I just needed to know that he was okay. Luckily, a call to my doctor back in Idaho reassured me that I would be just fine to wait until February as long as I was feeling okay and nothing out of the ordinary was happening, and I was able to calm down. The emotions...sheesh.

Also, we have our name choices narrowed down to three. Two, sometimes. Some people have names picked out by the time they find out the gender and some before they even get pregnant. And I really admire those people and their confidence in baby-name-picking, but I am not one of those people. Ahh! We'll get there. Again, babyyyy steps. As for now, I'm really enjoying finishing up my online baby registry and re-watching some of my fave shows on Netflix. Living the life!