12 Week Appointment

I had my 12 week appointment on Wednesday, and all is wonderfully well. The delay in posting can be solely attributed to other engagements the past couple of says and the subsequent lethargy that has set in today. Since I'm, well, kind of lazy today, you get the long-awaited update! Here's how it went.

They weighed me. I asked what the verdict was (because I think I missed that class somewhere along the line that taught how to read one of those doctor's office scales) and waited with bated breath. She said......I lost half a pound. Thanks, nausea. You're helping me out a lot here. I feel like I'm eating constantly and am losing weight. This could prove to be a challenge, though my doctor wasn't concerned....yet. We shall see. And I shall eat. Or I shall try.

They brought in the Doppler. They gooed me up. And.......they heard no heartbeat. Scary stuff there, for about 15 minutes. They changed the battery and switched machines and still no heartbeat. (I should mention the plethora of comic relief that both my doctor and my sweet husband provided in those moments of fear. My doctor asked about, well, the condition of my breast area, and that led to some funny commentary. And Scott, in response to the feedback the dying Doppler batteries were causing, asked me if I had some metal in there somewhere.) Through it all, though, I was watching my doctor's face for any sign of concern. I never saw any, which eased my nerves. However, after 20 minutes of searching and no heartbeat, he announced that we'd go to Plan B, which I actually liked a lot.

They did a sonogram. Hurray! (As my doctor said, "Somehow I didn't think you'd object to that.") As soon as the sonogram began, the technician said, "Wow.....I've got a lot of movement here, so that's a really good thing." I actually thought that the movement I was seeing was her trying to get in position, but nope - that was our little one, dancing and bouncing about, seemingly in an effort to reassure Mommy and Daddy that everything was fine. He or she looked like a little jumping bean, ricocheting all around. The technician even had some trouble getting the measurements because he or she wouldn't be still. Needless to say, it was incredible and so much better than just hearing the heartbeat. God is good.

See? Little One is definitely waving at us. Mommy likes that, sweetheart. Keep doing that.

They changed my due date. I am now due January 13, 2009, which put me past 12 weeks instead of approaching 12 weeks. I think it's interesting how the dates change.

All in all, it was a great visit, with all good news (except the elusive weight gain) and much anticipation of what is to come.