February 4th 2011 @ 9am
My first appointment went great. I was nervous, excited, and so anxious to finally get my doctor's confirmation. But my mind raced with thoughts...What if they couldn't find anything? What if I really wasn't pregnant? What if something was wrong? My awesome doctor immediately gave me an ultrasound even though he said they usually do all the other boring stuff first. It seemed to be taking him awhile to find the baby, which made me even more nervous as I tried to look myself. Finally (seemed like an eternity but I'm sure it was really less than a minute) he showed my husband and I the tiny flickering heartbeat of our little bean and we were in awe. Baby measured 7 1/2 weeks and everything looked great!
The only bad part of the appointment was having to give five vials of blood. The nurse was really great but it felt like that needle was in my arm forever. As she was filling the the third tube Hubby said “wow how much do you have to take?” (Insert queasiness). It's not the little bit of pain that gets me, but I don't do well overall with blood and medical stuff. I felt fine immediately after she was done and thought whew I winged this one. Nope, I sure didn't. A minute later I was faint, hot, pale, and slightly dizzy. I was ready to pass out. The nurse quickly opened the windows (on a 30 degree morning) and brought me a coke and crackers. I thanked her a bunch for acting quickly for me. It took me five minutes or so but I regained myself and finally made it out to scheduling! I guess my body just can't handle all that. It's not the first time this has happened to me so I'm getting better at overcoming it faster. I just wish it wouldn't happen! I feel like a wuss :)
Anyway... Here we are!
The happy soon to be parents :)
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