I was freaking out about today's appointment. Today was the day the dr was going to try to find the baby's heartbeat on the Doppler. Every time we've heard it so far, it's been thru the ultrasound. The Doppler was a big deal -- once you hear the heartbeat there, your chance of miscarriage goes down to 5% (which is what every woman's chance of miscarriage is).
Anyway, again, I wasn't feeling pregnant and I had convinced myself something happened. I had to get a whole physical today, so I was super nervous about everything. The doctor used the Doppler and was able to hear the baby's heartbeat -- however, I didn't hear it at first, so she continued to use the Doppler until I was able! I heard the heartbeat for a long time and it was music to my ears. Every time I think about it now, my eyes well up with tears. I'm so happy.
Anyway, the heartbeat was 168 (mine was 100 which we all thought was pretty funny -- I was very nervous, obviously). Old wives' tales says it's a girl, but you never know! We already made the appointment to find out the gender because my husband cannot wait. We go on Oct. 2 to find out what we're having. How exciting! I'm in such a great mood. This is such a good feeling. I cannot wait to hold my little baby sometime in February!
Friday, August 7, 2009
Monday, August 3, 2009
I Am Officially High-Maintenance
(I wanted to post this on Friday, but I had no Internet connection at work and had a million things to do after work once I got home)
So, on Thursday I called my OB -- I explained that my husband was in the ER on Sunday and that I totally freaked out about the whole thing. That I stressed myself out and that my nerves were completely out of whack. I explained that I hoped I didn't do anything to harm my baby, but I wanted to make sure. So I got an appointment for an extra ultrasound. Sweet.
Fast forward to Friday, I told my boss I couldn't come in at normal time because I had a dr appointment. I went to my appointment and low and behold, my little pumpkin was doing very well. His/her heartbeat was 174 (not sure if that's a little high?) and things looked great. I was so relieved and only have a few more days to wait until my next ultrasound (this Friday)!
Only thing is I didn't tell my husband about how I freaked and went to the dr on Friday. I knew he would think I was crazy and I just didn't feel like getting into it with him. I have some more peace of mind now and that's all that matters.
So, on Thursday I called my OB -- I explained that my husband was in the ER on Sunday and that I totally freaked out about the whole thing. That I stressed myself out and that my nerves were completely out of whack. I explained that I hoped I didn't do anything to harm my baby, but I wanted to make sure. So I got an appointment for an extra ultrasound. Sweet.
Fast forward to Friday, I told my boss I couldn't come in at normal time because I had a dr appointment. I went to my appointment and low and behold, my little pumpkin was doing very well. His/her heartbeat was 174 (not sure if that's a little high?) and things looked great. I was so relieved and only have a few more days to wait until my next ultrasound (this Friday)!
Only thing is I didn't tell my husband about how I freaked and went to the dr on Friday. I knew he would think I was crazy and I just didn't feel like getting into it with him. I have some more peace of mind now and that's all that matters.
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