Big Scare!!!

I had a doctor's appointment yesterday and it was by far one of the worst appointments I have had to date.

I was a little nervous about going to begin with because my doctor wanted me to gain around 3 pounds and I wasn't sure that I had accomplished that goal. I am feeling much better these days but still not 100% when it comes to eating.

I decided to ask Morgan Gooch to go with me yesterday. I don't like going alone so I have made sure I have someone with me for each visit. Morgan was the lucky one this time, although I am not sure that she feels the same way.

It was kind of funny because I was bragging about how wonderfully quick my doctor's office is about getting people in and out and how there would maybe be three people waiting and how we would be home early... Well, of course, we walk in and there are tons of people in the waiting room. I don't know where they all came from. So we wait for quite a while. Then it takes much longer than usual to get into a room. I suppose from all the people. Imagine that. I am pretty smart for figuring that one out. Needless to say we were almost an hour later getting home than I had told Morgan we would be and this is not even the worst part of the story...

So we finally get called back and I had only gained a pound. One pound. You know it is really funny how 3 months ago I got excited about losing weight and now I am excited about gaining a pound. Anyway, then we have to wait to go into one of the exam rooms. So I walked up and down the hallway with Micah (Morgan's 9 1/2 month old cutie pie.)

We finally get called back and the nurse (Debra) and Dr. Goolsby come in too. Dr. G is writing in my chart and asking the normal questions. Debra has the doppler out and begins trying to locate the heart beep...

She is moving the little microphone around and there is nothing. No sounds, no heartbeat, nothing. She keeps trying but still nothing. Dr. G gets up and walks over to her and gently takes the doppler from her hands and proceeds to press on my stomach with much more pressure. At this point I am really fighting back the tears. I am trying very hard to stay calm and collective with little success.

He is pressing and I am crying. Finally I told him he was scaring me and so he says, "We are going to get an ultrasound in less than one minute." So we go into the next room and he himself turns on the machine and begins putting in all the information. This too made me nervous that the tech wasn't doing all of this. He said not to worry but that is kind of hard when you have no idea what is going to happen. He didn't even turn the screen towards me.

Finally, he turns the monitor around for me to see and the baby is moving all around. It looks like it even has the hiccups. I am not sure if they get the hiccups this young but it looked like it to me. That was one of the best moments. To see the baby moving. I have never been so happy. Dr. G even made a little movie like the baby was waving at me. It was very cute.

So then the ultrasound tech takes over. She measures the baby several times and one time it measured 13 weeks. I tried to explain to her that 13 weeks was impossible but she seems to think the ultrasound is more accurate than I am. I am pretty darn sure that this is just going to be a large baby. According to the measurements that they came up with the most my due date is now October 5 unofficially. So I am 12 weeks and 4 days by their calculations. I still believe mine are more accurate since I know without a shadow of a doubt EXACTLY when I became pregnant.

Anyway, everything is great. Baby is fine. I am doing fine. Hope you all have a great day!

By the way if you are reading this and you have ever had a miscarriage let me be the first to say I am deeply sorry that you had to endure such a horrible experience. I know those were the worst ten minutes of my life and you are a strong person for having been through something that traumatic. I hope and pray that you NEVER have to experience such a horrific event again, EVER!