First ultrasound

My first ultrasound was the afternoon of Monday, October 24th. My mom met up with me at the appointment since Josh had a monster job that he had to start that day. I figured I'll have plenty of appointments in the next 6 and a half months that he can attend. Plus, I was really excited that my mom's first appointment with me was my first ultrasound. It was pretty routine like any other appointment before the ultrasound. They weighed me and, to my surprise, I had lost five pounds! The nurse said they normally don't like that sort of thing in the beginning, but she saw how pumped I was, so she didn't say much more. And, of course, I gave them a sample in a hat. I don't know what it is, but I always get nervous before I do that and drop the cup while it's empty and I'm putting my name on it. Josh said at the first appointment, he heard the cup drop from the hallway and the nurses looked at my room with confused faces. Yes, I am a dork. Oops.

And after I embarrass myself by dropping the cup, I get into my ravishing paper gown and await the arrival of Dr. Chandler with mom. He comes in and we start the very short, wham bam! thank you ma'am, process of the ultrasound. When I say wham bam, I mean so fast, he didn't even let us hear the heartbeat. It wasn't quite the magical crying moment they portray in movies. My mom said she was hoping it was twins and told him about all the twins that run in our families and he responded that twins come from the mother's side and said it was a good thing she didn't gamble. Yes, this man was talking about gambling to my Pentecostal mother, but I digress. Nonetheless, we got to see the little peanut on screen and that made me as happy as ever. I also learned at this appointment that my body is producing too many thyroids, which could result in lacking brain development in the baby and miscarriage, so now I'm on some once a day medicine to balance that out.

Mom and I left the appointment and got to share an emotional hug in the parking lot while we looked at pictures of the little bean. I met up with Emily at Walgreens to retrieve my hard drive that I forgot at her house (pregnant brain!) and we looked at the pictures in every pregnant lady's favorite aisle: the candy aisle. I even drove to Kristin's when I got back into town and showed her and the kids the pictures. So, all of these people got to see the baby before Josh, which he didn't mind since I wanted to show him when he got home, which was late like usual. Before I showed him, I text him while he was still at work and said that I got to see our daughter or son on the screen today. His first question, "What does it look like?" I responded with a lima bean and he asked me some questions about the appointment. When we finally saw each other, we looked at all four of the pictures together and I told him our new due date, May 30th, 2012 and said the heartbeat was 181 bpm and Chandler said that everything looked great. I asked him if seeing the photos made everything more real and he smiled and said yes.

I am ten weeks and this baby is the size of a lime now. One of my current problems is taking my prenatals. I asked Josh if it would be alright if we just had a conehead baby and he gave me a "Josh" look and said I needed to take my prenatals. They make me more sick than the first few weeks of morning sickness ever did. Speaking of morning sickness, it seems to be not making such a presence anymore, which was nice, since I only had nausea and nothing ghastly like staying in the bathroom all hours of the day. WIN!