I was very excited today to be going to my first OB appointment. We figured at this point we were about 11 weeks pregnant. I discussed my stress issues with work, and he agreed it was very stressful and unfair. We went through the regular appointment and then it was time to hear the baby's heartbeat! VERY exciting!! He looked at my belly and made a comment about me being small. I am a petit woman to begin with though. He looked around for the heartbeat and could not find it!! :'( I couldn't believe it. He said not to worry, that we usually don't hear the heartbeat until 11 weeks. I said I am around 11 weeks. He didn't say anything at all. He ordered an early ultrasound, and I was left thinking the worst, as I know the amount of stress I had been under. Its turned out to be the most stressful time in my life. And now I was left to wonder if my baby was even alive in there. I sat in my car in the parking lot and lost it. I am not a crier by any means, but with all the stress that had been going on, and now the possibility of my baby not doing well, ugh. I just couldn't hold it in anymore.
I got my ultrasound the next day. I was very lucky. My husband and I waited anxiously in the waiting room until it was our turn. The tech took me in first, and said she'd bring him in after the diagnostic part of the ultrasound was over. I know an ultrasound tech and she always comments on how people are always saying "ooh is that the baby? Wheres the baby? Is that its head?" etc etc and they find it very distracting, because they know right away as soon as they start if there is something wrong with the baby, She says she fully understands the excitement, but its also an exam where they are checking on the health of the baby, and it makes things difficult on them if there is something wrong. So I did not say a word during the test. Nothing at all. The tech did the exam and didn't say too much to me. It seemed like hours I laid there. Then she broke the silence with "well, you're definitely pregnant!" Thank god. She said that our dates were a little off though, that we were only about 9.5 weeks along. She called my husband in and turned the screen so that we could see. What an amazing thing to see a 9.5 week old fetus. The tech kept saying "wow, there is a lot of movement." My husband said "well, it takes after its mother then." I can never sit still lol. And there we watched that little baby kick its arms and legs around like crazy. Then she showed us the heart, and we watched it beat. It was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. Then we heard the heartbeat. Ahhh. What a glorious sound. Turns out everything was ok. The reason he couldn't hear the heartbeat at his office is because we weren't 11wks like we thought, and if the baby moves a lot, it also makes it hard for them to hear the heartbeat. And my baby was having a dance party of its own.
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