Babies and Band

I’m not even referring to MY baby.
I’m referring to the countless numbers I will deliver in the following years.
Yesterday I went to a fetal monitoring class. That’s right, EIGHT HOURS on how to read those little strips that come out of the machine. My personal favorite part is the good hour we spend on how the reading the strip is just about as good as reading tea leaves, but regardless — the lawyers want to see that we know what we’re talking about, so we’re all endlessly trained on it. If you are pregnant or thinking about it right now, let me give you the gist of it. If your current fetal monitor tracing looks reassuring (and yes, I had a good 2 hours on what that kind of a tracing looks like) that means that at that very moment your baby is not in metabolic acidosis. If there is something on there that we dont like, there is a 50% chance that something might be wrong (and that something might be as little as the baby rolled over his/her cord). So, when nurses run in the room, don’t freak out. We just like to be anxious people. We get anxious because we spent 8 hours in a room learning how to look at tracings.
We’re fun like that.
We even got a magic ruler. I know, you’re jealous.
Sometimes I just sit there and let her words flow over me. I can’t believe I can understand them sometimes. The fetal metabolic acidosis due to a depletion of base excess causes possible cell death and blah, de-blah, blah, blah.

Two very big happenings are happening this week.
1. It is the LAST MARCHING BAND TOURNAMENT OF THE SEASON {halllaaaaaah}. Picture streamers, confetti, marching bands — of course. I am VERY happy that this is almost over with. Of course, between the football game tonight and the very long tournament tomorrow, Drew will most likely be in the fetal position sucking his thumb for most of the day on Sunday, but who can blame him?
2. It’s the LAST SOCCER GAME OF THE SEASON. It’s very exciting. Not quite as exciting as #1, but close.

Anyway, I’m totally gonna live-up the single parenthood this weekend. You know, bask in the glory of being totally in charge. It’s just so much fun, how can a person resist?
Go team.

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