I'll let you in on a little secret....I'm incredibly spoiled.

Rebecca will be 4 weeks old tomorrow and there hasn't been a single day of her life without someone here to help me with the kids.  That's right, for the last 4 weeks either John has been off work, my mom has been here or my inlaws have been here.  I have yet to be alone with both of my kids for longer than 30 minutes.

It's been awesome.

I've been able to sleep late with the baby and take daily naps.  I'm almost ashamed to even admit it.

However in a few days all of that will change.  My inlaws will go back to Indiana and I'll be all alone.

It's going to be a harsh reality. 

One that will involve very early mornings and require many cups of coffee.

Luckily I have these two to help get me through it. 

Rebecca Jane Marshall

Born June 13, 2009 at 12:16am

7lb 10oz

18.5 inches

I'm six weeks from my due date and I'm beginning to go into full panic mode.  I haven't done much of anything with the nursery...until today.  Actually the only thing I've done is wash baby clothes.  I've done three full loads so far and have about another two to go.  How I've accumulated so many baby clothes is beyond me (well, not exactly beyond me since I've received numerous gifts and hand-me-downs, have hit a few garage sales and have already had a baby shower.) There's just so much, and they're throwing me another shower at work later this month!  Even though the amount is overwhelming, those baby girl clothes are sooooo cute!  I'm loving going through everything. All the pink, purple, ruffles, bows and lace are making me a little bit giddy!

The copious amounts of pink is definitely a good problem to have, I'm just having a hard time organizing so much stuff.  Part of the organizing problem comes from the fact that right now our house is in total chaos.  This week we had a good portion of the inside of our house painted and the outside is currently being painted.  We're replacing the carpet tomorrow and are working on painting new trim and doors for about half of the house.  I guess John and I have both gone into full nesting mode and want to get the house finished before this baby comes.  Right now I just want to clean and organize but I can't.  I will be so glad when this house stuff is finished!

I think that's about it.  It's about an hour past Blake's bedtime and he and John are currently ripping trim off the wall.  It's all so exciting, I don't see bedtime anywhere in the near future.  I'd better go work on that.

Monday the 13th was our 7th wedding anniversary.  I can't believe it's been 7 years!  It still seems like it was just yesterday I was planning my wedding, but at the same time it feels like we've been together forever. 

(Speaking of April 13, 2002, did anyone watch The Office yesterday?  That date was referenced twice!  How weird is that?  John didn't find it nearly as exciting as I did....but it really is exciting that Michael and Dwight both mentioned our exact wedding date isn't it?....Isn't it?)

Anyhoo, back to my original thought.  Here's us on our honeymoon.

How cute were we back then? So young, so in love.....so skinny!

(I would have put a wedding photo here but that would require scanning a picture and I'm way too lazy for that.)

As you can see we haven't changed a bit in the last 7 years.

Ba-ha-ha-ha.....I can't even type that last sentence with a straight face.

7 years, 3 states, and (almost) 2 kids later, and EVERYTHING has changed......all for the good (well, except for the few extra pounds)....in ways I could never have imagined.

So to celebrate we dropped the munchkin off at grandma and grandpa's and headed down to the Oregon coast for a little getaway. 

It was gorgeous....and quiet.....and relaxing....and very, very quiet.

We did a lot of sitting on our hotel balcony looking at this...

and this...

and eventually this...

Besides all the looking at (and walking on) the beach.  We did a lot of eating, and....well....that's about it.  It was wonderful...and quiet (did I mention the quiet?)

Although we enjoyed our alone time immensely,  I have to admit most of our conversation revolved around how much Blake would love the beach....and about how we couldn't wait to bring him and the baby here some day and go camping and fly kites and build sand castles and have a bonfire on the beach.....etc and so on..... 

We're pathetic, I know.

All in all, it was a great week.  John got to forget about work for a few days and I didn't have to do a single load of laundry or wash one dirty dish. 

We needed this.

This past week was busy.  I worked 6 out of the last 7 days giving me a whole new respect for the working mom.  It was a good week, just very tiring.  Blake has a great time with his babysitter (she has 3 boys of her own) so I never really have to worry about him with a change of routine.  It's a special treat to get to play with kids close to his own age so many days in a row.

So you'd think with an entire week at work I'd have plenty to write about, but I was so tired I seem to have forgotten most of it.  I also think that our patient population has changed so much that what used to be out of the ordinary has gotten kind of routine....I guess that's a nice way of saying we see a lot of crazies.....a lot of them.  With so much crazy roaming the halls, the unusual moments become routine and quickly forgotten.  Our clinic would be a great place to film a reality show.....except for the whole patient privacy thing.....hmmm, I wonder if there's anyway to work around that?

With that being said there were a few interesting moments that stuck out....I've listed the top 5 for you if you happen to still be reading this......you must be really bored.

5.  I had a lot of patients were were insistent of knowing the exact position of their baby, down to making me point out every finger and toe so they knew exactly what they were feeling.  One lady actually got angry when her baby moved and wasn't in the same position anymore....like, really mad.....I just did a lot of nodding and smiling with her....it seemed to appease the crazy a little bit.

4.  Many people tested the new security system (see two posts ago) which provided endless minutes entertainment for me....I may have even done some taunting.....

3.  One lady walked in, took one look at me and exclaimed "wow you look like you're going to deliver any minute, you're HUGE,"  causing me to turn bright red and tear up a little. So I did what anyone would do in my position, I told her she was having a girl when really it was a boy.....ha, ha, take that lady!  (Just kidding I would never do that....well, I would only do that if I was a temp and they couldn't track me down later.)

2.   For about the 300th time in my nearly 10 years in this job I had to break up 3 different couples who decided that my ultrasound room is a good  place to start making out.  Yuck.  I have no idea why this phenomenon happens but it does....more often than you'd think.  Apparently they fell asleep in 9th grade biology and didn't realize that they could stop now, she's already pregnant for Pete's sake!  I actually had to throw an elbow this week....it was ugly.

1.  And finally, the cherry on top of the sundae that was my week came when a patient tried to punch me.  Of course with all the crazy I've had to deal with in the last 10 years this is hardly the first time I've been swung at.  I'm just usually more agile than I am now because she almost got me.  Poor thing had just gotten some really horrible news about her baby and I made the mistake of touching her arm when asking her a question.  I should have known better, especially with all the profanities she was flinging my way.  Touching her probably wasn't the best judgement call I've ever made.  Poor lady.

So that's it.  This week is back to normal.  Hopefully there will be a little less violence and a bit more sanity in my life......at least until I need something else to blog about.  Oh, and kudos to you working moms (especially those of you who are pregnant with little kids at home) you deserve a medal!