I had my first prenatal visit yesterday. The whole thing doesn't seem real at all. I chose to use a midwife instead of a doctor but I'm not entirely sure it makes a difference either way unless I have a c-section. I didn't actually get to see a midwife yesterday but I talked to a nurse about my whole health history and Eric's genetics and such.
I feel quite proud about my health history and genes! The only thing that was of note was that I once had pneumonia and my sister has Down Syndrome. And seriously, out of all the things to note, this was nothing.
The nurse was quite pleased that I didn't have to be tested for anything yucky like STDs and it made me happy (once again) that Eric and I were good before we were married so there is no chance of hurting our baby.
Then they took my blood. FIVE VIALS. What they need five vials for is beyond me. Luckily, my nurse was super awesome and she found my vein quickly and she was fast. I just had to remember to breathe and I was fine. Eric got a little queasy. It will be interesting to see how he does when I'm actually in labor...
My next appointment is February 11th.
I have been feeling more sick lately. I was really hoping to just skip that whole part. I wake up at 5 AM to drink a glass of juice and eat an english muffin in bed. Then I sleep for half an hour to let my stomach settle. That seems to help. I've lost it twice. The first time I had just eaten a big breakfast and found cat barf and the second time I just hadn't eaten enough and then I smelled my wet towel (by the way, EVERYTHING smells bad) so I threw up what I had eaten. Not fun. My life now revolves around not getting sick.
Still, I consider myself lucky. I can still have a normal day even though I don't feel awesome and it also means that everything is good with the baby.
Eric was almost happy when I threw up because that means everything is "normal." It's funny how now more than anything we just want everything to be "normal."
P.S. Just found out my friend Mike's wife is expecting triplet boys! (note: I only ordered one please.)
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Yes, normal is good, and "one please" is good too. ;)
(Try changing a two year old's diaper when you're pregnant, you think a wet towel smells bad.)
Well, I'm glad you're feeling sick (because if you weren't that would be a bad sign), but I hope you don't feel too sick. Smells are the worst. I can't stand Zach's breath when I'm pregnant. I feel bad, but...what can ya do?
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