Piggysnoot

Call me MRS. DISAPPOINTED. We went to the doctor today. I thought we’d be finding out the sex of our little one at the next appointment. Oh no, the doctor tells me, we’ll schedule your ultrasound appointment at your next appointment. Perfect. An extra two weeks when I already thought it was gonna be a whole four weeks away. I’m trying to be patient. I’m trying to be patient. I’m trying to be…okay…I know I’m impatient…why deny it?!?

In the good news department, things are going fine. My blood pressure is fine, and I felt the urge to kiss the doctor when he said, “your weight is good“. Awesome! Validation at last that all those McNuggets are a-okay. He asked if I had any concerns wherein I told him about my hair falling out moreso than normal. He ordered up bloodwork for a thyroid problem check thinggy because apparently I’m the only preggo person to lose hair…it’s much more common for hair to thicken I guess. So just to be sure that there’s no possible baby harming thyroid problem, I went to the vampires at the hospital. After a half hour wait I was called back…they ended up taking it from my hand because I have the deepest veins in town…but I can make a fist and have ten or eleven veins pop out in my hand. Anyhow it was less painful than in the arm so I’ll be requesting the baby needle in the hand from now on. I also got the approval for my upcoming vacation with my parents.

The heartbeat was harder to find this time, but we did hear it! I don’t think that’ll ever get old! I told Larry I wanted to buy one of those monitors…they’re only like $20 at Walmart…he put the kabosh on that though…possibly because I’m a little obsessive about things….I’d probably never go to sleep if I could listen to the baby’s heart all night. The doctor said that it’s really moving around, but that I won’t be able to feel it for about six more weeks. I don’t know how he knows it’s moving since I can’t even feel it, so I’m pretty sure he couldn’t feel it…but he’s the one with all the doctor stuff, so he’s the one who knows I guess. It was particularly active, I suppose, because he said, “it’s really having a good ole’ time moving around in there“. I’m still continually amazed that there’s a baby with a beating heart inside my belly. Larry’s continually amazed that said baby came from his testicles. Ah…the simplicity of being a man…