When I first found out that I was pregnant I started seeing Doctor Russ Smith in Utah.
He was an absolute angel. Little Jude dude couldn't have asked for a better doctor,
but that was over all too soon!! In the middle of my pregnancy (24 weeks)
we moved to California so that Everett could finish school.
I didn't realize it was going to be close to impossible to find a good doctor.
My first appointment was with Doctor King Pong, ya King Pong!!
With a name like that I should have seen it coming. Lets just say it was such an awkward experience, possibly the most awkward experience of my life (and trust me I've had a lot).
My primary doctor referred
me to a new doctor,
Dr. Daniel Barajas, in West Covina, which means I would be delivering
at "Queen of the Valley Hospital" After my last experience I jumped right on
judging by the name... "Queen of the Valley"-- Sounds like I am going to be
treated like royalty... haha However, as I walked into my appointment this morning
I had absolutely no hope of royal treatment. When I called for my appointment the
secretary was so disappointed in me that I had gone 34 weeks without
seeing a doctor. Wow, thanks for jumping to conclusions lady!!
Dr. Daniel Barajas, in West Covina, which means I would be delivering
at "Queen of the Valley Hospital" After my last experience I jumped right on
judging by the name... "Queen of the Valley"-- Sounds like I am going to be
treated like royalty... haha However, as I walked into my appointment this morning
I had absolutely no hope of royal treatment. When I called for my appointment the
secretary was so disappointed in me that I had gone 34 weeks without
seeing a doctor. Wow, thanks for jumping to conclusions lady!!
As I sat in the waiting room
I knew this appointment was going nowhere good.
I felt like such a terrible mother. They called me back, to check my blood
pressure and weight; the doctor’s assistant was really sweet, so far so good...
But what was next is what I was really nervous for...
Everett and I both sat there anxious and pessimistic. It was only a few seconds before
Dr. Barajah's walked in the room... With a smile on his face he shook both of our hands.
His welcoming was so warm and comforting, instantly all my worries were gone.
I felt like such a terrible mother. They called me back, to check my blood
pressure and weight; the doctor’s assistant was really sweet, so far so good...
But what was next is what I was really nervous for...
Everett and I both sat there anxious and pessimistic. It was only a few seconds before
Dr. Barajah's walked in the room... With a smile on his face he shook both of our hands.
His welcoming was so warm and comforting, instantly all my worries were gone.
We had an ultrasound that showed us our healthy baby boy. He was perfect.
He measured at the perfect size and was moving a lot.
(I could have told you that, this boy doesn't hold still and I love it).
He was perfect! I don't think I could ever get sick of seeing that cute little body.
Most of the time I am not even sure what I am looking at, but the thought of our
little baby being on that screen makes me so happy. He already melts my heart, I am fairly certain that we are already obsessed with this little man. I am grateful for our new doctor.
I know that we are in good hands.
Our prayers have been answered, and once again
when everything seems like a complete disaster Heavenly Father always
comes through and gives us more than we deserve. Lately it seems like all I can
think about is the delivery room and snuggling up to
this sweet little piece of Heaven.
It amazed me that in such a short time, life for the Herzog's will never be the same.
I can't wait to bring this sweet little guy home, swaddle him up and kiss his little cheeks.
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