Okay, kind of a silly title for today's post, and I certainly don't mean to make light of it either, but on Thursday afternoon I finally got to hear our baby's heartbeat.
After following through with my family doctor until now, I've been referred out to a prenatal clinic at the hospital we'll deliver at. Thursday was my first appointment with her and aside from all the usual questions and going through my medical history, blood work etc. we got to take a listen for the heartbeat.
My regular doctor had tried at last month's visit, but we couldn't quite hear anything. We kind of caught a glimpse of something, but couldn't zero in on a beat. At this appointment it took the doctor a minute to find Reuben, but there he/she was, kind of tucked low into my right hip. As soon as she moved the Doppler over him, the heartbeat came through loud and clear. And fast! Holy their little heartbeats are quick in comparison to my own. The doctor estimated it at about 150 and she said it was good and strong and clear.
It's funny, but I didn't quite realize how momentous it would be to hear it. I've been feeling like I really wanted that confirmation, but I didn't realize the emotions of hearing that there's actually a little person living away in your tummy. The tears were rolling instantly! It was pretty cool.
So now we've got our ultrasound booked and hopefully they'll be able to tell us whether its a boy or girl at that next appointment. Pretty exciting stuff.
Other than this though, not much else to report. I'm pooped. Work has been a huge source of stress this past week but today is a beautiful sunny day with a high of 13 degrees! Nice!