Ruth and Baby 2

Well, Friday was a stressful day to say the least.

My doctor no longer has a tech who is certified to do the 13 week ultrasound so we were sent to Atlanta. Brian and I do not like Atlanta for many reasons. The office that we were scheduled to go to apparently does not communicate well. My doctor's office had to refer me and then the new office scheduled me an appointment without telling me. The only way I knew I had one was to call. They had scheduled me during the time I had another doctor's appointment so I rescheduled, or so I thought.

My little family walked into to the office at 9:20 for my 9:30 appointment. We had fought traffic and finding a place to park to only be told that I had missed my appointment on Tuesday and that they could work me in two hours later. They did not care that it was their fault. I am not sure they believed me. At any rate, Brian, who had taken the morning off from work and now had to take the day, was none too happy. After several phone calls to my office where the nurse told Brian one thing and me another (she didn't see something on the chart until I insisted that it was there..it was), both Brian and I were very stressed with the situation, one another and the fact that unless something changes, our experience on Friday is going to become common place when socialized medicine becomes law. (For you Obama supporters, you realize that he said in Egypt that America is not a Christian nation, declared it to be the largest Muslim country in the world and then got onto Israel for fighting over land. Read the writing on the wall, people. And socialism is the first step. Next, communism and then no Christian rights whatsoever.) But I digress. Where was I? Oh, yes, Brian and I were very stressed and upset over the lack of customer service that exists in the world.

We finally got to have the ultrasound and the tech was very detached. It was not the nice, warm ultrasounds we get in our little burb. (Let's review: cities bad, socialism bad, customer service good, but apparently not cool). The baby is very low risk for downs' and for the other thing they checked. So at least we got good news.

Now some stories about Ruth. She has put two words together. On Saturday, Brian was staffing and Ruth and I took him lunch. While we waited at the counter for him to close for lunch, a customer needed help finding something on the floor As Brian walked away, Ruth said, "My daddy yadada blah mangioiuaod." (or some such string of words) But she did say "my daddy".

For months now I would ask Ruth who loved Ruth and then say "I do" in a fun voice. On Saturday afternoon I asked Ruth the same question but before I could answer Ruth said "I dooooooo!" She has answered this question many times with various voices and length of do's. I am sure this cute little thing will fall by the side like so many others.

Finally, we have learned that Ruth loves to hear stories about herself. She can be throwing a fit, but when I start to tell Brian about something Ruth has done, she gets quiet, listens and smiles. Needless to say we have used this technique to quiet down quite a few fits recently.

I leave you with this. Over the course of the past two days I watched the 1942 best movie "Mrs. Miniver" again. I watched it in high school and loved it and loved it equally as much this time. If you want a simple plot, pretty scenes and the reminder that people can be good, polite and pure, I recommend this movie. It will make you want to take a stroll in the English countryside and have a spot of tea.