Holy moly. We got to see our baby on Monday! How freaking surreal.
Let’s start from the beginning.
My mom spent the night with us Sunday because she offered to help out with our foster daughter during the appointment. Thank goodness she was there with an extra set of arms because baby girl didn’t enjoy the hour and a half wait before we were finally taken back to the patient room. I was so anxious and ready for the appointment. The wait definitely wasn’t enjoyable, but the staff was excellent and kept us up-to-date about what was happening. In the future, I think I’ll NOT schedule my appointments for Mondays since they had so many immediate-attention patients they needed to care for first. (And rightfully so.)
When we got taken back to the room, I was asked to give a urine sample (which I’d already done because my poor bladder couldn’t take the long wait) and weigh myself. The nurse explained how the transvaginal ultrasound was going to go and what to expect. The doctor was still about another 30 minutes behind, but the nurse stayed in our room and we chatted about our foster daughter and her family. (Great, great staff at my new doctor’s office!)
Dr. Cowan came in and was so extremely nice and kind. The nurse introduced everyone in the room by name (all of us — my mom, D, and baby girl) and that impressed me a ton! They turned out the lights and I was situated for the exam. Above me on the wall was a television screen for me to watch the ultrasound. As soon as the baby appeared, I began sobbing. Tears were streaming down my face uncontrollably. The PA held my hand and passed me tissues, and the doctor held my hand after the exam was over and he addressed what to expect in the coming weeks.
Since I found out I was pregnant, I haven’t really cried those tears of joy or excitement. Being pregnant is something I’ve wanted SO badly, but there’s been this huge fear that now that I’m finally pregnant, something will happen and we’ll lose the baby. It’s like I’d been putting up this huge wall from getting too excited. But how could I not be overwhelmed and excited when I actually got to see the little gummy bear. (That’s totally what it looked like.)
The doctor was very happy and said everything is looking great. The baby looks perfectly healthy as of right now! Here’s our first photo of the baby; it’s not really the best photo, but it’s proof there’s a little human in there.
Date: June 24, 2013
Measuring: 7 weeks, 3 days (a week behind what all the apps predicted)
Due Date: February 7, 2013 (this is the new, adjusted date)
I’ve been on cloud 9 since my appointment. I will do another weekly diary this coming weekend, beginning with week 8, since that’s where the doctor thinks I am timewise.