On January 28th I visited the doctor, Pat Harrison, and I had my first prenatal visit. It went well, she said I am doing fine. We did all the fun stuff, back ground, weight, blood pressure and they took 5 tubes of blood. Hoping they would leave me some!
Doing well, and seems that the dates are still good. Due date at Aug 26th. We talked about everything under the sun, and I asked several questions. My age is a small factor, but my good health is a bigger factor. Since I have been "out of the business" of birthing babies, as doc put it, what happened before with John and Jesse, is really not all that relevant. It has been 19 years since I did this, it is up for grabs what will be. My body is older, that is what will determine what will happen. And me of course. I have been good. Lots of rest, water and milk. I eat the best I can, giving in to cravings here and there, but in moderation.
At the end of the visit we did find the baby's heart beat. That was cool! Sounds weird of course. Fast swooshie noise. I was right at 10 weeks the next day, and that is when they start to hear the heartbeat, but not always well. So, we were lucky and there it was. Made everything very real suddenly. When there is nothing to see or feel, it seems like it could be all wrong. But, it was all right at the moment. Kent was not with me, I found out after my appt that he was home with the flu. That I gave him. Poor guy.
I go back on Feb 25th for another appt, and on that day we will do an ultra sound to see the baby. That will be fun! Kent will be there.