Today was my 2nd OB appointment and was a wonderful experience, to say the least! We heard our little kumquat's heartbeat and in case you haven't heard that before for it sounds like "swish swish swish swish swish". My doctor found the heart beat instantly - almost too fast for me to catch on. We got the "all clear" sign to announce our pregnancy to the world although -- oops -- I already did that.
During the appointment we also had a consultation to go over all the do's and don'ts. I found out how much weight I'm supposed to gain (ugh). How much weight I've already gained (double ugh). And how much I should be exercising. Ummm... Exercise? Does folding clothes count? What about walking to the bathroom and back?
Our doctor informed me that starting now each of my appointments will be with a different doctor in the practice. I won't necessarily have my doctor delivering my baby -- the delivery goes to which ever doctor is on call. I was already prepared for this since Holly's pregnancy was the same way. I've had a lot of fantasies about pregnancy and child birth. None of which involved who was actually doing the delivery. I am sure that as long as it's not in the back of a car or on a city bus it will live up to my expectations. My next appointment will be with a doctor I don't know -- that should be interesting - I'm really looking forward to it.
Eric did okay at the appointments. I think this will be the last one for him until that big one at the end. He just doesn't do well at these appointments. He's mostly bored or uninterested and the rest of the time he's cracking jokes. I love this man. I do. If you know him at all you know that crude jokes just come with the package. But I've determined that I don't need Eric as an audience for my pelvic exams nor my moment of shame on the scale.
Here's a sneak peak -- He misinterpreted my changing in to a gown today for a strip tease. He verbalized while I was getting up on the exam table his relief that I "trimmed" before the appointment. He called the genetic screening blood test a "tard test". He's told me more than a few times that if the doctor was to see a "giant snake" on the sonogram I should just let him know not to be shocked, it's just proving that our baby is a boy.
As I said, these OBGYN visits just aren't his thing. And I've decided that instead of shushing him in the lobby because he's listening to his favorite song on speaker phone -- I'd just rather have a peaceful wait in the waiting room with a good book. Ya know?
Upcoming dates:
- Next follow-up appointment is March 2nd
- I scheduled our BIG OB Sonogram for March 24th (my 20th week)
Monday, February 2, 2009
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HAHA! love him! Sounds like he and Andy have lots in common...besides big snakes ;)
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