Ahhh, second trimester is just days away and *knock on wood* my energy levels are back up, nausea has subsided but has given way to a few bouts of heartburn, and my jeans officially don't fit anymore. I had an appointment this morning with my OB, Dr. Alton, who is- in a word- awesome. He's Italian, so he talks fast, he talks a lot, and he is super sweet. This is the first time I got to meet him because my first appointment was with my family doctor, who normally does my cervical exams. My second appointment was with his nurse practitioner as Dr. Alton was called away to emergency surgery, but this time I was very thankful to meet him. I've always been leery about having a male doctor because I'm so private about my...privates, but this guy's bedside manner made me feel great, and also hopeful that he's on call when I go into labor. LOVE HIM! Look, I wrote a whole paragraph about him!
Moving along... Baby K is doing great! With its heart rate slowing to 148 this time, my feelings of "girl" are starting to be second guessed. But maybe that's an old wives' tale. I don't know! Given the fact that I popped out at nearly 10 weeks, and also that despite staying active and eating healthy I've gained 5 pounds since my appointment 4 weeks ago *SOB*, I asked if there was a possibility of multiples. And though I was not supposed to have an ultrasound today, and as if to make me love him even more, the guy had a nurse wheel an ultrasound machine right in! And maybe I'm biased, but this child is the funniest, most precious thing I have ever seen. He/she was face down in my uterus, kicking as though it was trying to move to a more comfortable position. I also thought I could see it sucking its thumb, but as Dr. Alton moved to get a cross-section shot of Baby K to print out, I saw both little fists balled up in front of its face. I LOVE HIM/HER!!! Comparing this shot to the one at 6.5 weeks, it is INCREDIBLE how quickly they grow and change. This little person actually looked like a little person to me and I was flooded with emotions.
Dr. Alton and I also discussed my history of Tetralogy of Fallot, a congenital heart condition I was born with. I was curious (and hopeful) that it would be safe for me to deliver vaginally. To make a long story short, he doesn't want me pushing long if I do. Another concern would be with the safety of an epidural (which I'm not going without, thank you!). He'll consult with my cardiologist throughout my pregnancy, monitor my heart, and he's also sending me to a high-risk OB to do another ultrasound to determine whether myself or my baby would be in danger during delivery. Dr. Alton's biggest fear is a complication during labor that would force him to put me to sleep for delivery. Neither John nor I would be able to witness the birth, and that is something we obviously DO NOT want. If we have to schedule a C-section, so be it. It is supposed to be scheduled a week before my due date, which poses another dilemma we found today! My cycle says February 28, I measure 13 weeks, which puts my due date at February 28-March 1, but my early ultrasound determined my due date at March 7! Ultrasounds can be up to 7 days off, he says, but he went ahead and set my due date at March 7. If we schedule an ultrasound it would be around February 28. So we can expect this baby anywhere between Valentine's Day and the Big Ten Tournament! I was a little disappointed at pushing the due date back, but I have to remember that this isn't in my hands-- it's in God's. It's all part of a greater plan and I am bound and determined to enjoy having this sweet little miracle growing inside me... even though I feel chubby, awkward, and EMOTIONAL! Oh gawd the HORMONES! I cried during a commercial last week! And I don't even remember what commercial it was but it was something totally stupid. My husband thinks I'm losing my mind. I probably am.
A BIG THANKS to my family and friends for all their support and honesty through this process. I can't believe it's been over 3 months already! I'm not posting a belly pic this week because even though I see my fat gut popping out every day, no one besides my husband seems to be able to tell I'm pregnant! SCREW YOU GUYS! ;o) Just kidding... more to come soon....
Baby K, keep growing and being a happy, pancake-loving, piece of perfection. Don't let my crazy bother you; I promise it's just hormones... well, some of it. Mommy and Daddy love you and I was so excited to see some of your personality pop out in your pictures today. I see what you're up to in there now, and I can't wait to feel you in the next couple of weeks. =)
Don't forget, God is good all the time, and all the time God is GOOD.
xoxox LOVE YOU LOVE YOU LOVE YOU Always,
Mommy
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