Mr. Burns... 2:47am! What are you doing?!?

Grab a seat and enjoy the ride. :)

Thursday, December 10, at 9:45pm. Carla is on the couch with her back with butt up in the air and is doing everything she can to get Mr. Burns to turn. We felt his head and it was up near her ribs. Carla says, "Alright Mr. Burns... time to turn! Help us out." We headed off to bed and were not all that excited to see the doctor on Friday afternoon.

Friday, December 11, at 2:47am. Andy is awaken with a smack of Carla's right arm and a scream that comes out of her like her arm has been ripped off. I instantly wake up and look over at Carla. Andy is thinking... "what the hell is going on!!!" I looked over at Carla and she is wide-eyed as if she saw a ghost and was about to run through a wall to get out of the room. Carla was on her back with her belly in the air... Andy says "are you OK?? what is wrong??" Carla instantly falls back asleep. Andy thinks... "what just happened... do I wake Carla? dude, it is 2:47 in the morning, go back to sleep."

Friday, December 11 at 8:05am. Andy says to Carla, "How are you doing today?" "Fine" she says. He replies, "do we need to talk about what happen last night? do you remember what happened at 2:47am?" she says, "huh? what are you talking about?" "um... smacking me and screaming... do you not remember?" he answers. Carla gives Andy that spouse look that says 'you are completely crazy and you need to stop using drugs.... ' Andy says, "Alright, I am out of here, see you at the doctor appointment at 3:10. Love you."

Friday, December 11, at 2:55pm. Carla calls Andy and says, "I am stuck on the express lane headed north on I-5. I am going to be a about 30 minutes late. Can you headed down and get me a Jamba Juice?" Andy let's the front desk know that Carla will be late and the good news is our doctor is on call and is running about an hour behind. Andy thinks... 'Perfect timing.' Andy heads down to Jamba Juice and grabs a couple meals in a cup.

Friday, December 11, at 3:30pm. Carla arrives at the doctors office and get starts drinking her Jamba Juice. Andy says, "do you honestly not remember what happened last night at 2:47am???" Carla says, "what are you talking about?" Andy describes his experience at 2:47am and Carla still has no remembrance of the event. We laugh about it and our name is called. Time to see the doctor.

Friday, December 11, at 4:15pm. We head into the appointment room and the standard check up starts, blood pressure, listening to the heart beat, and measuring the stomach. Dr. H starts asking how Carla is feeling and so forth... then she suddenly remembered that she needed to check the position of Mr. Burns. So, Carla lays back and Dr. H starts feeling around... she says, "that doesn't feel like a head.... nope.. that feels like a butt... that is a leg... where is his head??" She continues to feel around and moves to the bottom of her stomach... and Dr. H says, "there is his HEAD! he has turned!!!!" Lots of rejoicing and smiles! :) :) :)

Friday, December 11, at 4:30pm. We head back down the elevator and into the parking garage. We start talking about how weird it was that Thursday night Mr. Burns felt like his head was under her ribcage. Then Friday afternoon he was turned and ready to go! Then, the light-bulb went off... Mr. Burns decided to turn at 2:47am!!!!!

So, Mr. Burns has turned. We have 30 days left until our due date. January 16 is coming. Yeah! Mr. Burns has turned! Maybe we should name him 2:47???