Friday afternoon, I had my first midwife appointment. I was tremendous nervous about it, and I additionally needed to go alone, since Tom got here residence from work early to remain residence with Liv. (They don’t permit youngsters within the clinic throughout flu season.)
Right away, I knew I was in the fitting place.
The midwife launched herself, and informed me that they consider being pregnant is a wonderfully pure factor; it’s not an sickness they usually don’t deal with it as such. Also, their job isn’t to inform me what to do. Their job is to provide me as a lot info as potential so we will make one of the best determination for our household. And then, the prodding started. I knew it was coming, however I undoubtedly forgot the not-so-enjoyable elements of midwife appointments. Lots of poking and strain and prodding. And BLOODWORK. Apparently at my subsequent appointment they’re taking 9384 vials of blood. The midwife stated they’ll depart me just a little bit to stay, after which she chuckled. I actually favored her. She additionally informed me to eat plenty of seafood however not tilapia as a result of “it’s the trash of the ocean.”
We talked so much -I love they take time to speak to you and reply questions as an alternative of dashing you off- and I had my first ultrasound. She stated they don’t anticipate to listen to fetal coronary heart tones so early (I was H weeks at my appointment) however that they might be capable of see the being pregnant. I watched the display intently, and held my breath as she pushed and moved the wand round. Then, lastly on the display, was our little gummy bear. She stated every little thing appeared regular and wholesome up to now, after which there was a flash of sunshine: the infant’s heartbeat. Tears fell down my cheeks as quickly as I noticed it.
She gave me printed copies to take house, I booked my subsequent appointment, and that was it! I couldn’t wait to see Tom, and we additionally couldn’t wait to inform Livi.
I stated, “Livi, we’re going to your favourite place!”
She stated, “DISNEYLAND!”
“Uhh, not fairly. Your second favourite place?”
We rode the carousel, performed arcade video games, and informed her the information over some churros. She began clapping (she’s been asking for a brother or sister for months) and stated she was excited, and couldn’t wait to show it the way to use the potty. Such a humorous, candy woman. Thinking about her and her little brother or sister makes my coronary heart explode, so I can’t think about the way it will really feel in actual life.
Later that night time, Tom and I went out to rejoice. We had an off-the-cuff dinner at Fish Market, and an evening at Shout House. It was good.
Fingers crossed that every little thing continues to progress usually. We’re so excited, little child.