Bliss

Just all smiles.  :)  Yesterday was a dream.  My first appointment.  My mom met me at the doctor's office, and besides having to wait an hour past my appointment time, it was bliss.  I peed in a cup (trust me, that was bliss, too), they drew 6 viles of blood (not so blissful), I met my wonderful doctor, Dr. Breen.  The nurse first asked me when the first day of my last period was to date the pregnancy.  Now, I went in knowing that if I told them the date (January 18) they would probably not do an ultrasound on me.  The nurse told me that on the phone.  I needed them to do an ultrasound.  It wasn't real until they did.  I wouldn't believe it.  This would make it more sound.  So going in with that info, I told the nurse and Dr. Breen that I did not know the date, (just that it was sometime in mid-January).  So they did an internal exam, and he dated me "early."  Yep.  Then we trotted over to the ultrasound room where the tech handed me a giant dildo covered in a condom and asked me to insert it (hehe), and then, VOILA, there was a baby on the screen.  Our little embryo.  Our little padawan.  Our little Gucci (as my 12 year old sister so lovingly nicknamed the baby).  A little heartbeat and everything.  It was amazing.  Mom was crying, but it was too cool for me to cry.  Maybe I would have cried if my hubby had been there with me, but I'm not much of a crier in that sense, so maybe not.  I didn't even cry at our own wedding.  It was a happy day.  I cry for sadness, not happiness.

It was bliss.  7 weeks, 1 day (I could have told them that).  Due date October 18.  A Halloween baby.  My favorite time of year.

Bliss.

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