All is Good!

I had a doctor’s appointment yesterday.  This was my last monthly visit.  From now on, I see her every other week until 36 weeks and then every week.  So she had me schedule all of my remaining appointments until she goes on maternity leave. 

***Side note, she’s pregnant and due 7 days after me.  She’s working until I’m 36 weeks and then my care is being transferred to her OB.  Have never met this OB so I hope I like her since I think it’s too late to find a new one at 37 weeks which is when I’ll meet her.***

I am going to be seeing my doctor a lot in the next 2 months!  It’s funny because I feel like I really don’t have many questions for her anymore.  She just measures my uterus height and listen’s to baby’s heart and then we’re done.  Uterus was measuring at 29 cm yesterday.  Normally at 28 weeks you would expect me to measure 28 cm, but doctors aren’t too concerned by a +/-2 cm variance. 

She also poked all around my uterus trying to figure out where baby’s head was.  She thinks he’s head down.  He hasn’t been until yesterday though.  He did this major flip and exercise routine midday yesterday and I guess he decide to get in place.  That’s good because I didn’t want him staying breech.  I know he could flip back around just as easily since he still has quite a bit of room to move right now, but he doesn’t do the big major somersaults very often so we’ll see.

I did pass my gestational diabetes test with no problems.  The CBC panel run on the extra blood drawn didn’t show anything bad and it showed that I’m not anemic.  Yay!  No extra iron pills for me.

I did have to pee in a cup yesterday.  This isn’t exactly news since they make you pee in the damn cup every time you go to the office when you’re pregnant.  I’ve recently noticed that I cannot see my lady bits anymore which makes peeing in a small container is really, really hard.  It’s hard to aim for something that you can barely see!  I have no idea what I’ll do at the end since I won’t be able to see anything by then.  I ended up peeing all over that damn container.  It’s a good thing that the nurses wear gloves!

So everything is going well.  Next appointment is coming up in just 2 weeks!

Dopplers are awesome and some other stuff

***I’ll do my weekly update tomorrow I promise!  I forgot to ask Dre to take a picture so I’m going to do that tonight.***

I still love this one! 
I'm thinking of putting this as my profile picture on FB next week to see how many people will catch on.

I had my second doctor’s appointment yesterday.  It went very well which is a relief since for this appointment I am 11 weeks which is the same as I was for the last pregnancy.  This is also the appointment that started to clue us in to the fact that there might be a problem last time around.

Dre came and to get me at work which is so nice of him.  I don’t mind taking the bus, but I’ve been having a hard time since I got pregnant as it seems to increase my nausea.  When I got to the doctor’s office, we registered and I waited for the nurse to weigh me, take my blood pressure, and have me pee in a cup.

One of the nurses walks over to me and asks me if this is a new pregnancy.  I said, “No.” since this was not a new pregnancy…it’s a pregnancy that’s already been confirmed by the doctor and this is my follow-up appointment.  So we keep waiting and another nurse brings us to the doctor’s office to wait for her.  By this time, I realize that the nurses here are apparently clueless or they don’t read my chart which is troubling (This is not the first time I’ve had strange comments from the nurses…last time after I’d had a confirmed missed miscarriage once of the nurses was trying to work me up as if I was still pregnant.  I had to tell her I’d had a miscarriage even though it was in my chart.).  

Dre gets up and goes to tell the nurses that while this is not a “new” pregnancy it is a pregnancy and don’t they want to do the blood pressure and weighing stuff.  Now they’re all confused!  They thought I miscarried earlier this year.  So Dre has to tell them that I miscarried early this year and am now pregnant again.  (This is where you’d think they would have seen this in my chart.)  So the nurse comes and gets me and does all my stuff.  Let me just say that while I don’t expect the nurses to remember me all the time that there are only 3 nurses at this doctor’s office and that the one who asked me if it was a new pregnancy is the one who confirmed my pregnancy the first time around.

Anyways, now I’m stuck with the nurse who I don’t like at all to do my blood pressure stuff.  Last time I was pregnant, she noticed that I was in her sister’s prenatal class and mentioned it to me since she recognized me.  Then she told me I lost weight which is fine, but her tone made it seem like I was trying to do it on purpose.  Nice, eh?  Anyways, we had the miscarriage confirmed and I went to my doc’s office about 5-6 times in the next 3 weeks.  Every single time she saw me she went the other way or tried to avoid eye contact…never said another word to me.  Things like this just rub me the wrong way.  I expect a medical professional to acknowledge that sometimes pregnancies end in miscarriage and not act like a teen around a difficult issue.  There’s all kinds of people I guess…they make the world go round apparently.  So this time she weighs me, goes to write it down, and then weighs me again as if she can’t believe that I lost 4lbs (according to their scale).  Ugh!  It’s a good thing I really like my doctor.

After all of this happens, we go in to see the doctor.  We discussed a few of my questions and she confirmed that since neither Dre or I are deathly allergic to peanuts (fatal allergies on both sides of the family) that I should be able to eat peanut butter all through my pregnancy and that there is no limit to the amount of ginger that I can ingest in one day.  Also, Dre asked about sex.  Hehe!  Poor guy wants to make sure the baby is all safe in thereJ

Then we got to hear the baby’s heartbeat on Doppler!  Yeah!  At first, she had some trouble finding it which stressed me out.  I have a retroverted uterus and that makes the HB harder to find in the early stages, but she found it pretty quickly after all.  It was between 168-174 BPM which is great for an 11 week baby.  She did tell me it would slow down to100-150 as he or she grows which is normal.  I’m glad she told me that since I’d never heard that before.

This all means that I feel like I can safely tell everyone now!  Of course, Dre wants to run around and announce it to everyone which is his style, but it isn’t mine.  So, I need to tell my boss at work first, but that stresses me out because I don’t like having those kinds of conversations.  I have a great boss, but I spent 4 years in my job where he was co-worker and when my old boss retired 6 months ago they restructured my position to report to him which is sometimes awkward.  So I think I’ll tell him tomorrow before I leave for my 10 day vacation. 

Doc Appointment

So I had my doctor's appointment...and...

Just what I thought.  I have to wait until I'm at least 7 weeks for my first u/s.  According to my doc the heart doesn't start beating until then.  Hmmmm, right!  It starts beating in Week 6, but whatever!

So I booked my u/s for June 27th which is the first working day in my 7th week and I call Dre to tell him.  He goes, "I can't make it.  I have training that week." 

So I'm like, "WTF?"  It's not like I'm gonna wait a whole EXTRA week to be reassured that the baby is doing just fine.  So I tell him that he can either come anyways or I'll go by myself.  Well, apparently that is not a good solution.  So I figured out that in Dre speak "I have training all week that week."  actually means "I have training on Monday and Tuesday and I'm off for the rest of the week."  Huh?  Yeah!

So I booked my u/s for June 30th at 3:20.  I'm really hoping for a perfect u/s and a good tech that will tell us that everything is fine and show us the HB 'cause I don't think I can take waiting until the end of the long weekend to find out!

The rest of the appointment was pretty uneventful.  Same info as last time.  Doc wants me to do the whole panel of blood tests again.  What?  Really?  What are the odds that I got HIV or Syphilis in the last 6 months.  Really?  I just love me some needles!  Anyways, I'll have to do that at some point.

Now I'm just counting down the 2 weeks and 1 day until my u/s.  CANNOT WAIT!  Also, if everything looks good on the u/s we'll be telling the parents.  I would tell them earlier, but my last pregnancy demonstrated the fact that when I say, "Don't tell anyone!" it means "Tell some close friends and then tell them not to tell anyone." to my mom.  So annoying!