Hi readers! I apologize, you may have thought I had forgotten about you, but I haven't. I have just been a little busy and trying to find the right blogging inspiration.
I know today is October 25th, but I want to talk about this time last year on October 21st, when my husband and I discovered that our lives were changed forever. We went to the OBGYN and found out that we were going to have a baby! I'll never forget that day and how overjoyed I was to be blessed with this amazing gift and to be sharing it with the man I love.
The nurse called my name and as she was taking my weight in the hall, she asked me why we were there. To that I replied, "I think I'm pregnant." In my mind I thought they would take a urine sample to see if it was true, but no. She said, "Oh, okay," with a smile and showed us right into an ultrasound room, immediately got out the heart monitor, and began rubbing it on my belly. Next thing you know, we were hearing a tiny, super fast heartbeat, and she said, "Yep, you're pregnant alright! There's the baby's heartbeat." Right away the tears started falling as both of us became overwhelmed with joy. Then she threw out some numbers and said the heartbeat was perfect!
Next, Dr. M came in to see us and this was the first time we had met, but I knew his family from church. He started the ultrasound and that was when we saw our little baby Ava for the first time! I remember staring at the screen, amazed and so incredibly happy, trying not to breathe or move so that the image on the screen wouldn't go away. He told us that I was 9 weeks along and that everything looked great!
I think it's safe to say that most people are a little wary when visiting a new doctor for the first time, wondering if they will like them, understand what they're saying, and be comfortable around them. I think that is especially true when visiting an OBGYN, especially when it's a male doctor, and you want to have the same doctor for 9 months, so it is a big commitment and I definitely had my concerns before the appointment.
But all my fears were soon relieved when Dr. M made a Friends reference during our ultrasound (talking about when Rachel said she could see the baby on the screen, but as soon as the doctor left she started crying and said she couldn't see it). At that moment, I knew that our doctor/patient relationship was meant to be!
So, that's the end of that story. We have a busy, busy weekend coming up, like most people probably do for Halloween. I'll post again sometime next week and let you know how it goes!