I’m a little late getting this post out. My most humble apologies to all of you!
So . . . the doctor’s visit.
First of all, why did I assume my husband was mature enough to be in an OB/Gyn’s office??? Cause — he certainly wasn’t, especially with the foot tall, 3-D replica of a woman’s reproductive system beside his chair. OH, MY GOSH! The whole time we waited for the doctor, that “boy” couldn’t resist the jokes, the comments, and the exclamation, “This explains so MUCH!”
Sheesh.
Oh, yeah — and then there was the Pap-Smear. I had to tell him to stand by my head as he had, apparently, forgotten that he didn’t want to observe that specific procedure. Of course, he let out some asinine comment about needing a rotating flashlight like the Doctor’s. I just gave him “The Look.” Instantly, he was silent. He knows when I mean business (even if I am in a somewhat precarious position).
Now, before I move on, I do want to highlight some things I learned from this experience:
(1) It is impossible to pee into a teeny-tiny cup when you’re nervous. Your hands simply don’t cooperate and neither does the “stream.” Ugh.
(2) Having a grabby toddler in the room is not good — especially given all of the cool toys around (you know — the 3-D vagina just out there on the table).
(3) The trans-vaginal ultrasound “wand” (or whatever it is called) is daunting. To any man one.
Ok, back to the real reason for this post: Our baby has a heartbeat!!!!!
(insert the “Bosom Buddies” Dance of Joy . . . . HERE)
That’s right, despite the ancient ultrasound machine that was used, we were able to see our little one and his/her fast, flickering little heart!!
But, because of the ancient ultrasound machine, the doctor wasn’t able to get the most accurate measurements. Yep, I still have no clue as to how far along I am or when I’m due.
(Before you get worried — they do have a new, state of the art machine. It was getting some repairs, updates, etc. at the time of our visit.)
I will go back Wednesday for another visit, this time with the GOOD machine! Hopefully, I’ll be bringing back some sweet pictures!
