Hello, friends! I hope you’ve all had a great week. I’ve been dealing with some nausea (which for me has not been the norm in pregnancy), so I stayed home today to get some rest. I watched an episode of A Baby Story earlier, and good gracious, it had me bawling! I never really liked watching that show before because I thought it was kind of “icky,” but curiosity got the better of me this morning. I have to say that watching someone in labor and in obvious pain kind of freaked me out, but when the baby was born, I just started crying. I kept thinking about how that will be me in 200 or so days, and it’s just so overwhelming and wonderful.
On Wednesday I went in for my first OB appointment, and we were there for over 2 1/2 hours! We talked to someone about insurance (woohoo), then we met with a nurse practitioner, and she took a family history. As she was asking all the questions I realized how fortunate Stephen and I are that our families have had no major health issues beyond diabetes and high blood pressure and the like. Then we got to hear baby’s heartbeat! It took the technician a while to find the heartbeat, and she was pressing down on my abdomen really hard. I had to go to the bathroom, so that part was less than fun, but then we heard little baby’s heartbeat! It is amazing how fast a baby’s heart beats! Then we had a quick chat with the doctor, I had a bunch of blood drawn at the lab, and we were done! I go back in 4 weeks, and then 4 weeks from that we’ll have an ultrasound and hopefully find out the sex of the baby!
The only downside to the whole experience? Stepping on the stupid doctor’s scale. I had just weighed myself at home the previous Saturday, and the scale said 171, a mere pound higher than what it said when I found out I was pregnant. I was so excited! Then, I stepped on the doctor’s scale on Wednesday, and it said 176. When I weighed in at 6 weeks, that scale said 172, which means I gained 4 pounds in 5 weeks! What in the world?? So do I just chalk it up to bloating or something and just worry about what my scale at home says? Or do I keep freaking out like I have been over the past two days? I hate the scale. HATE. IT. Part of me says I should just not look at the scale, but then I would be scared about gaining 5 pounds in one week or something.
What is the solution? Someone help this crazy woman!