It’s so weird to think that one day, this little peanut will be a real person reading these blog entries. Hi peanut!
Unfortunately our first ultrasound experience was a little less than magical. It was all good news, we saw the heartbeat, everything was perfectly fine. The technician sucked. She wasn’t mean or rude or anything, just very cold. She acted like she was in a big rush and we were inconveniencing her. Basically she ordered me to get undressed and get on the table and without any warning, she sticks the wand, you know, up there. If I didn’t know that’s how they did early ultrasounds I would have been traumatized. Bryan had no idea that’s what she was doing to me. I said, yeah, that’s why I looked extremely uncomfortable.
She points out the baby, says that’s the heartbeat, it’s 153, that’s normal, OK, now I’m going to take measurements … please move your leg, ok, and we’re done here, put your clothes on, wait outside, they’ll call you. It was over in about a minute. Everyone was asking me if I cried … I didn’t really have time. Still very cool to see this living thing inside of me and such a relief. Also a relief that there was only one :)
The doctor was pretty cool. We laughed about how ridiculous the vitamin industry is. We got a bunch of pamphlets and samples and they took ALL OF MY BLOOD. If I had to sit there any longer with the needle in my arm I was going to start freaking out. That was definitely the worst part. It didn’t hurt at all, I have really great veins, but golly they took a lot of blood. But I survived, didn’t pass out or anything :)
We told people the good news when we got home. Then I find out there’s an opening for a STTL position in our org. Really? Now? Aren’t there enough changes going on in my life? I guess I have to apply, otherwise it’ll look bad, but I don’t think it’s something I want right now.