Back in the saddle (Day 69)

I'm feeling much stronger mentally today. I think I just needed to have an emotional day. Better than keeping it bottled up, eh? Dr. Lovelace has me scheduled for 7 a.m. on Monday morning. It's really real! Stacy is all set up with my password to update this blog with any and all baby news. Liz, my fav. nurse (who is working Monday and if all the moons are aligned will hopefully get to go with me and help deliver Spartacus) told Dr. Lovelace this morning that the doctors in NICU were wanting to talk with him to strategize about the birth and discuss whether or not to do another round of steroid shots (to boost the baby's lungs). I've already had them twice-- but the last time I had them was back at 28 weeks. Remember, I'm now just past 34 weeks. So we'll see. It's comforting to know so many bright minds are already working to make sure all goes as well as possible on Monday.
All the grandkids (including my 3) came up to visit after the zoo and lunch at "Old" McDonalds. In all, ten kids and three adults came into my room. They were actually quite good-- especially the adults! The Texas cousins are headed over to my house right now to play. Reese just got stung by a bee while jumping on the trampoline. So hopefully, the tears will have dried by the time they arrive.
Finally, last night, about 60 teenagers and youth leaders did a service project at our house and Grandpa Bodily's next door. The army of teens cleaned windows, the house, mowed the lawn, weeded and on and on. I bet is was an amazing site! Thank you!