I went to the doctor on Friday. I was really anxious and hoping he would do a vaginal ultrasound, since it's too early to hear a heartbeat with the doppler. I'm 9 weeks along. I don't know why, but I've been anxious to get the reassurance that everything is ok with this baby. I read the message boards over at Babycenter and there have been several people also due in August who have gone in to the doctor only to find out that the baby had died. My doc said not to worry about it. I told him about shocking myself and he didn't seem the least bit worried about it. He didn't think the vaginal ultrasound was necessary but did tell me to schedule an appointment for next week and we'd try to find the heartbeat. I wonder if he wants me back next week because my blood pressure was high...it was 150/100. Maybe it was high because of my anxiety. I don't know.
On to a cute story. My 5 year old daughter, Abby, has pooping problems. She has since she was tiny. She takes Mirulax, which really helps, but still has the occasional difficulty moving things along. She's been having trouble this week (I can actually hear her in there grunting as I type this). Anyway, yesterday she told me she thinks she has a baby in there. I asked her shy she thinks this and she says..."Babies are made out of love and I love you and daddy". It was too cute. She also later asked me, "will I be able to feed the baby from my boobie". She seemed disappointed when I told her she wouldn't be able to do that. She's going to be such a good big sister.
Without relationships, you got nothin'!
4 hours ago