I had another appointment with my doctor today. Routine check.... urine sample, weight and checking on the baby's heart beat. I always get excited to hear the baby's hearbeat. It melts my heart every time.
Before I start to tell this story, I should begin by saying that everything turned out just fine:
The nurse was checking and listening for the heartbeat. Moments went by where we didn't hear anything. Moments where I start to worry. Tears start to roll down my face. The nurse assures me that it takes time to find the right spot. My doctor happens to walk back in the room at that time. I told her that I was freaking out. She took over looking for the heartbeat. She also has a hard time. She stops with the heartbeat wand and says "Let's do this the easy way" and tells the nurse to bring in the sonogram machine.
Of course the worst possible things are going through my head. My heart begins to shatter. It's only been 12 1/2 weeks and I already love this peanut more than anything. I can't imagine my life with out this little baby. Crazy how attached you get so fast.
The sonogram shows the baby and the flicker of it's little heart beat. An instant feeling of relief comes over me. Talk about an emotional roller coaster ride. The sonogram looked great. I could see the baby moving it's arms and then the little thing even rolled over. Active little baby!!!
This post wasn't meant to scare anyone or to have anyone worry. As it turns out, everything is still great. I just wanted to document this day. I want to be able to look back and remember how much I loved our little baby today. I imagine I will love this baby even more tomorrow. :)
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