I saw the PA, Lisa. She confirmed you were hanging out at La Casa de Pantrygirl and she had an ultrasound performed.
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That's the gestational sac, where you're chillin. The sonographer said the yolk sac is too tiny to see.
Lisa also told me that I have a tiny fibroid that may eventually lead to heavier periods but that it would not effect the pregnancy.
She also said she didn't want to transfer me to a prenatal patient until next week's ultrasound which should include a faint heartbeat.
I was pretty emotional last night but today I'm in a good mood. Your dad sent the funniest text today. It pretty much reminded me not to worry to much because it would effect you. Of course, he did it in a way I wouldn't be angry at him. I kept the text and plan to use it to remind me every now and then not to worry too much.
I have learned one thing, follow the advice of the moms-to-be chat and buy pantyliners. I thought stuff wouldn't be coming out of me but it is. I guess your cleaning the apartment up for your extended stay.
I didn't receive an image today but the one you see above is from my camera phone. I texted it to your dad. I'm not sure if that's a good idea or not but I figured seeing the picture away from me would give him some room and I wouldn't scrutinize his reaction.
I don't know where this journey is going to take me but as of right now, I'm happy and excited and confident.
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It's weird. I find that women, when they find out they are pregnant, immediately seek other women to share information with. They buy books, they read, they share and they sign up for chat rooms.
Men, at least, your dad, takes it to be his duty to research equipment. Now granted, I did say last night, "Honey, if I am pregnant, it's your responsibility to research the hardware. Everything I read and hear is to beg, borrow and nearly steal for most equipment since the kid is going to outgrow things quickly." "You got it, honey. That I can do."
I didn't expect him to take to it like duck to water. Ok, maybe I did and that's why I thought he'd be perfect for it. That and the fact that I am probably the one woman out there that hates the stress of shopping for anything besides shoes and clothes.
Two hours after I sent him the first sonogram, he texted that he's looking into 4 door sedans. I guess when I said equipment, I should have been more specific. I know he's right though. It's not like I can strap you onto my husband's Harley or strap into our Mini Cooper, Clyde. I mean, I suppose I could but if it takes a parent 20 minutes to strap their kid into an SUV, how long is it going to take me to strap you into a two door European hatchback? And I'm not counting the times I'll need to check everything because of the OCD.
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You're dad came home early today. He joked that his hair is now whiter. He also said that you shouldn't be bumping around in a tiny car.
He told his boss which makes her the first person we've told. We haven't told your grandparents yet. I think I'd like to wait until you're a little bigger, possibly around Christmas. You would make the best Christmas present ever for your grandparents.
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You're dad went to search for a new car for you. Dad's first present to you. Ok, second present. Of course, in his enthusiasm, he forgot to search for where the dealerships are. I just texted him the addresses.
