Our other preparation stuff is that we received our camcorder this week. No, we haven’t struck oil in our apartment, but this was just a very important thing to us. We look at it as an investment. In 35 years, when she becomes the first female president (that’s right, Hilary. First.) everyone will want to see the footage of her face covered in spaghetti sauce and her hair intertwined with noodles at her high chair. I’m not going to film the labor, but I do want to catch her at just a couple of minutes old.
Our midwife appointment on Tuesday was rather interesting. We found out Kira’s dilated to a 1+ and 80% effaced. Them’s mighty big words, but they were enough to get us cracking a little harder at getting the hospital bag packed and all of our junk together. Her family has a history of relatively early and brief labors, so we are leaning toward the cautious side.
In other news, I was called as 2nd Counselor in the Elders’ Quorum today. I have mixed feelings about it. I had the same calling a few years ago in my home ward, and it’s not terribly intense, but I am still sad that I will never get to finish my tower of blocks without someone knocking it over. Well, maybe I can sneak the blocks into Elders’ Quorum and build my tower in the back. Then again, a lot of the Elders are just as mature as their three-year-olds. Sigh. Looks like I’ll never win.