I went for the first antenatal visit today; No ultrasound, but I did get to hear the baby's heartbeat very briefly through a rather ancient looking Doppler...it was definitely not as satisfying as getting to see the baby moving around, and the rather suspicious/easily freaked-out parts of me wanted a little bit more proof than a few wooshy sounds that I listened to for like 10 seconds, but looks like the little one is doing okay. It is 14 weeks exactly and my baby is still alive!!!! YAY!
Sometime ago, somebody impressed upon me that the ultrasound cannot be fun for the baby, because of the ultrasound waves, which apparently sound like "a train entering a subway station." So I guess not being observed via ultrasound constituted a good day for the baby, so I should not complain.
After I saw the doctor's assistant, I waited a really long time (a few hours) so I could see the OB. The wait was very totally worth it, and it was a very useful conversation; I'm not going to talk about what I learned, today, except to say that, based on initial impressions, I like this OB and think I'm in decent hands. It was also tremendously useful because only the assistants see the surrogate, and the doctor gets a report, but in this case, because I waited and talked to her, she got to know me, and because she did, it added the personal touch, which can make a tremendous difference. Sort of a game changer with respect to pregnancy management, in this case.
In other news, I'm happy to see that I crossed the 300,000 mark for page views today. So many people, from all over the world read this blog, and I'm really happy about the amount of information I am able to disseminate through it. Thank you for reading, and I'm glad you are all here.
We need a resource to vent and release pressure, so we can sound all normal and chilled out in our day-to-day lives. On that note, there is SUCH a difference between TTC-me and me-me. When I'm not going crazy talking about science and worrying about baby making, I'm kooky and irreverent with a complete gutter-brain that I am rather proud of. I wish that part of me could come through here, but sadly, you people will only get the earnest, human encyclopedia version of me that yammers on about Vitamin D and genetic testing and insulin resistance and all that other fun stuff.
Sometime ago, somebody impressed upon me that the ultrasound cannot be fun for the baby, because of the ultrasound waves, which apparently sound like "a train entering a subway station." So I guess not being observed via ultrasound constituted a good day for the baby, so I should not complain.
After I saw the doctor's assistant, I waited a really long time (a few hours) so I could see the OB. The wait was very totally worth it, and it was a very useful conversation; I'm not going to talk about what I learned, today, except to say that, based on initial impressions, I like this OB and think I'm in decent hands. It was also tremendously useful because only the assistants see the surrogate, and the doctor gets a report, but in this case, because I waited and talked to her, she got to know me, and because she did, it added the personal touch, which can make a tremendous difference. Sort of a game changer with respect to pregnancy management, in this case.
In other news, I'm happy to see that I crossed the 300,000 mark for page views today. So many people, from all over the world read this blog, and I'm really happy about the amount of information I am able to disseminate through it. Thank you for reading, and I'm glad you are all here.
We need a resource to vent and release pressure, so we can sound all normal and chilled out in our day-to-day lives. On that note, there is SUCH a difference between TTC-me and me-me. When I'm not going crazy talking about science and worrying about baby making, I'm kooky and irreverent with a complete gutter-brain that I am rather proud of. I wish that part of me could come through here, but sadly, you people will only get the earnest, human encyclopedia version of me that yammers on about Vitamin D and genetic testing and insulin resistance and all that other fun stuff.