This past Monday we planned to meet Spencer for lunch at a place that's right across from the medical clinic where he "works" (Note: We've been here for 6 weeks and he still hasn't done any real dentistry yet. He has been waiting for the past week for one more person to sign off on his credentials. Apparently making him actually earn the money they are paying him is not a priority). Anyway, it had been raining pretty hard on and off in the morning, but it had died down when Syd and I were getting in the van. Just as we pulled into the gate on base, a torrential downpour started. I parked and ran around to the other side of the van to get Sydney out, and didn't bother opening my umbrella. I had a rain jacket on but I couldn't zip it up because of my belly, so my pants and stomach were SOAKED by the time I got into the back of the van to unbuckle Sydney.
The benches in the van are set up so that the benches face each other, and her car seat is on the back bench so she can face the front. Just after I hopped in to unbuckle her, the door slid shut. It just so happens that one of the quirks of our van is that you can't open the sliding door from the inside. I just started laughing because I knew we only had two options to get out: 1.) Call Spencer and have him run way out of his way through the rain to open the door for us, or 2.) climb over the first bench with my 39 week pregnant self to get out one of the front doors. I opted for option 2, and I was laughing the whole time just thinking about how ridiculous I must have looked. The spot we parked in was pretty far from the restaurant entrance, so even though at that point we both had raincoats and I had the umbrella open, we got sooooo soaked. The whole ordeal made for a pretty funny conversation during lunch.
I had a Dr. appointment this morning (Friday) to see how I'm progressing. Things are moving slowly, but I'm just excited that there's been some progress since last week. I'm tentatively scheduled to be induced on August 10 (they won't induce before 41 weeks), which sounds like an awfully long time to wait. Please bless I go into labor on my own sometime next week, preferably after our household good shipment is delivered on August 2.