Hi everyone!
My husband Ted has been bothering me for a while to get back to writing, and my excuse has always been that I didn't have anything to write about....until now! On December 4th, after 3 positive home pregnancy tests, my OB/GYN confirmed that I was going to have a baby. When I first heard, "You're definately pregnant", I was shocked and a little dazed. This is definately not something we planned!! They estimated my due date at July 22nd which is just horrible timing with work and with mine and Ted's hobby of participating in BBQ competitions. But, my boss was wonderfully supportive and Ted's enthusiasm about this pregnancy eased my mind about him stressing about missing some major competitions. So, it was time for me to get excited about it which came a few days after finding out.
I initially had some bleeding which worried me enough to speak to some of my girlfriends in the office for advice, and they urged me to call the doctor. The nurse told me to come in right away so I left the office early (again, my boss is pretty great about this stuff) and headed in to find out what was going on. After the doctor briefed me on all the different scenarios of what he could find out from the ultrasound, (best and worst cases and pretty much everything in between) I took a deep breath and waited to see some indication of what was going on in my belly. Almost immediately, he said "Everything looks perfect", switched on the sound and I heard my baby's heartbeat for the very first time. I can't wait for Ted to hear this noise; there is truly nothing like it in the world. At that instant, I bonded with this little being inside me and just wanted it to be healthy and ok. Of course, with the thrill of the first pregnancy comes the fear of realizing that I'm actually going to be responsible for another human being, but I'll save all that for another time. I found out that I was 7 weeks and one day pregnant and as I walked out of the office with the baby's first "photos" I was happy, excited, scared and amazed at what had just happened.
The following week I had the "interview" with the nurse and my regularly scheduled OB appointment. I met another doctor in the group whom I liked very much. She did a second ultrasound and again said everything seemed to be going as planned which was great news. She said the bleeding seemed to be originating from the base of my cervix and wasn't related to the pregnancy at all which I was relieved to hear. After the exam she briefed me on the various tests they will take, some of which are due to my age (no comments from the peanut gallery, please) and answered all of my questions very patiently and thoroughly. After work I was feeling like I needed to get cracking on learning about what was going on in my body, so I went to the store and bought "What to Expect When You're Expecting" and signed on to various pregnancy websites. I've been learning so much, and now I feel armed with info! Every week as the baby grows I give Ted the update: "Our baby is the size of a blueberry!" (He still refers to the baby as "my blueberry") "Our baby is the size of a grape!" "Our baby is the size of a walnut!" So, now my job is just to take care of myself and this blueberry...and of course, Ted and the cats since we all have a lot of adjusting to do!
I'll post later with how I've been feeling and such....I promise I won't drone on and on about the bad stuff!
My husband Ted has been bothering me for a while to get back to writing, and my excuse has always been that I didn't have anything to write about....until now! On December 4th, after 3 positive home pregnancy tests, my OB/GYN confirmed that I was going to have a baby. When I first heard, "You're definately pregnant", I was shocked and a little dazed. This is definately not something we planned!! They estimated my due date at July 22nd which is just horrible timing with work and with mine and Ted's hobby of participating in BBQ competitions. But, my boss was wonderfully supportive and Ted's enthusiasm about this pregnancy eased my mind about him stressing about missing some major competitions. So, it was time for me to get excited about it which came a few days after finding out.
I initially had some bleeding which worried me enough to speak to some of my girlfriends in the office for advice, and they urged me to call the doctor. The nurse told me to come in right away so I left the office early (again, my boss is pretty great about this stuff) and headed in to find out what was going on. After the doctor briefed me on all the different scenarios of what he could find out from the ultrasound, (best and worst cases and pretty much everything in between) I took a deep breath and waited to see some indication of what was going on in my belly. Almost immediately, he said "Everything looks perfect", switched on the sound and I heard my baby's heartbeat for the very first time. I can't wait for Ted to hear this noise; there is truly nothing like it in the world. At that instant, I bonded with this little being inside me and just wanted it to be healthy and ok. Of course, with the thrill of the first pregnancy comes the fear of realizing that I'm actually going to be responsible for another human being, but I'll save all that for another time. I found out that I was 7 weeks and one day pregnant and as I walked out of the office with the baby's first "photos" I was happy, excited, scared and amazed at what had just happened.
The following week I had the "interview" with the nurse and my regularly scheduled OB appointment. I met another doctor in the group whom I liked very much. She did a second ultrasound and again said everything seemed to be going as planned which was great news. She said the bleeding seemed to be originating from the base of my cervix and wasn't related to the pregnancy at all which I was relieved to hear. After the exam she briefed me on the various tests they will take, some of which are due to my age (no comments from the peanut gallery, please) and answered all of my questions very patiently and thoroughly. After work I was feeling like I needed to get cracking on learning about what was going on in my body, so I went to the store and bought "What to Expect When You're Expecting" and signed on to various pregnancy websites. I've been learning so much, and now I feel armed with info! Every week as the baby grows I give Ted the update: "Our baby is the size of a blueberry!" (He still refers to the baby as "my blueberry") "Our baby is the size of a grape!" "Our baby is the size of a walnut!" So, now my job is just to take care of myself and this blueberry...and of course, Ted and the cats since we all have a lot of adjusting to do!
I'll post later with how I've been feeling and such....I promise I won't drone on and on about the bad stuff!
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