Pregnancy Journal :: day 46
Tuesday, January 12th, 201012/21/09
At about 3am this morning I woke feeling really nauseous. I woke and found myself sitting straight up in bed trying to hold off the vomit. I was really tired and did not feel like hanging out at the toilet all night so I propped up my pillows the same way I do to ward off an oncoming sinus headache and was able to calm my nausea by laying down in a slight upright position. Praise the lord. One of my most hated things in the world is throwing up. Not wanting to ever experience vomiting I have pretty much phased drinking alcohol out of my life once I met Derek.
I had my 1st prenatal visit today. You know how they make you pee in a cup? Well, it seems that I got a bit of stage fright. Which is so wierd cuz I always have to pee. Even then. But I think I was so nervous/excited about the events of the day, and the fact that there was an sweet old lady down the hall that was talking and I could hear everything she was saying and in the cutest voice I just couldn’t focus on the task at hand. She sounded just like the old lady/the rapping granny in the Wedding Singer.
Even though I wasn’t able to provide a tinkle sample my doc proceeded with the exam and ordered an ultrasound. I know, right! An ultrasound at 6 weeks 4 days…a chance to see my little bean growing inside of me. The technician was able to show me and let me hear the heart beat. Since I wasn’t expecting the opportunity to see the bean, much less be able to heart the bean I was just in awe. Everything checked out A-okay. That was so good to hear. The bean’s heartbeat was at 120bpm, which is the low end of the scale (120 – 180 bpm), but she said that sometimes you can’t even hear the heart at this point so it’s nothing to worry about. It will get stronger in the upcoming weeks. While the technicion was running a report she asked me to have a seat in the hall and gave me my pictures from the ultrasound to look at. That’s when it hit me. Looking at the pictures of my soon to be child made so thankful for the blessing God has given me. Then my eyes stated to tear up. This visit really solidified the fact that I really am a mom-to-be.
I scanned the ultrasound picture and texted it to Derek. He sounded a little choked up on the phone when we finally got to talk. Well it sounded like he was a bit choked up, but there were people around so he couldn’t really talk to loud…considering we haven’t told a soul yet. Nope…not a soul. That day is what Christmas morning is for.






