Delighted

The kids love jumping on the bed the most when the bed has no sheets. Before I put the new sheets on Nyla took advantage by jumping in the air and falling backward. She was mad when I finally made the bed and started to take the blankets off. I don't understand the appeal without sheets.





I had my first midwife appointment today. Buddy wanted me to cancel, switch insurance, and go off post. I thought I would give them a try. It's easier and cheaper this way. We would have to pay money to go offpost and I would have to figure out who to see which is not easy when there isn't really anybody to ask. My appointment was with the LtCol who manges the department. She was really nice and let Bohdin find the baby's heartbeat. He loved that. I saw how his face lit up. The midwife told him that maybe he could be a doctor. Bohdin said in a matter of fact tone "I'm only five years old." I'm measuring fine but Bohdin wasn't involved with that. Afterward we went to her office and had a long chat. Buddy doesn't want a repeat of Bohdin's birth at Ft Hood. He much preferred Nyla's birth. Not the birth but the surroundings, the staff, and that sort of stuff. I discussed his concerns and she gave me a referral to a group off post. I told her that Buddy would be delighted and he was. Even I was kind of excited. It lets me go off post without the hassle of changing insurance. I didn't have a group in mind so she asked around and chose one. I hope they are good. I'll find out tomorrow at my first appointment there I suppose. Bohdin and Nyla did wonderfully sitting through my long boring appointment. I chatted with her for over an hour. I hope they have the patience to endure it again tomorrow.

The kids were hungry despite eating through much of my appointment so I stopped at the food court at the PX and bought each of them a piece of pizza. Nyla was mad that I wouldn't get her a pink lemonade. She was stuck with water. As we were leaving I filled up Bohdin's water bottle and she layed on the floor crying. Bohdin only did that twice ever and it was sort of surprising and embarrassing. With Nyla it just feels like the same old thing. Last night when it was super late and I refused to read her a book she threw herself on the floor and said "You never ever read to me". A few minutes prior to that she cried even longer when she woke up Buddy and in his confusion he told her to go away. She's even crying right now that I'm not putting enough lotion on her arm. Daddy can't do it because "he doesn't do it right". He supposedly wil also not let her on the bed which is blatantly false. Now she's crying that her bandaid is falling off. Time to wrap this up I guess.