My first doctor's appointment was on Monday. Everything went really well...other than the fact that when I got there, the receptionist asked why I was there. Apparently, they never wrote my appointment down. I said, "Well, I didn't make it up." Travis said that I'd need to call them from now on. I said, "You mean do someone elses job for them? As much money as they are getting, I'm not doing a thing. That's their deal." I mean, seriously. But it was fine, and I was seen anyway, and I did not have to say any of those above mentioned things to them. Anyway, the first appointment is fun because they do an ultrasound. HERE is our baby! I know, not too exciting yet but what you can't see and hear like we did was the strong, rapid heartbeat. He/she is alive and well. Such a miracle to see that.
When I showed Jaggar the picture, he said, "That's a t-rex. That's a brachiosaurus." It's one of the two, we suppose. Anyway, based on my last cycle, my due date was 12-16-12, but Dr Collins said they are going by the ultrasound, which showed he/she to be a little further than that, making the due date 12/12/12. Travis thought that was the best thing ever and says that we are DOING that date (I'm all about inductions). I said, "Um...you're starting to think you've got a say in a lot lately." The name, the date.... He said that he hasn't named a child of ours yet, and I said, "Yes, and we're not going to break that trend." :) No ideas yet, but I'm sure it will be something everyone initially hates only to love later. Hate to break that trend, too.
Another funny thing about this appointment was that when they did my height, I asked what it was. I KNOW I'm 5'7, but the last time, they said I was 5'6. The girl said, "5'7." I told her about the last appointment, and she said, "Ha, well they have you as 5'5 in the computer." I've grown two inches! They also gave me something for nausea, which I have to say has been a pretty regular thing in my life lately. It is NO fun. My house has suffered for it. My children have suffered. We've all suffered. Out of nowhere I'll start sweating and breathing heavy, and it feels like I'm going to throw up or pass out, and I instantly have to lay down no matter WHERE that may be. This morning, it happened to be at the kitchen table. I was calling for Travis, who was upstairs, to get me some juice. Drink your juice, Shelby! ;) Anyway, hopefully that will work its magic and moreso that it will pass soon and very soon.
Another funny thing about this appointment was that when they did my height, I asked what it was. I KNOW I'm 5'7, but the last time, they said I was 5'6. The girl said, "5'7." I told her about the last appointment, and she said, "Ha, well they have you as 5'5 in the computer." I've grown two inches! They also gave me something for nausea, which I have to say has been a pretty regular thing in my life lately. It is NO fun. My house has suffered for it. My children have suffered. We've all suffered. Out of nowhere I'll start sweating and breathing heavy, and it feels like I'm going to throw up or pass out, and I instantly have to lay down no matter WHERE that may be. This morning, it happened to be at the kitchen table. I was calling for Travis, who was upstairs, to get me some juice. Drink your juice, Shelby! ;) Anyway, hopefully that will work its magic and moreso that it will pass soon and very soon.
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