I have a doctor!
Yes, my insurance kicked in and I had my first real doctor appointment yesterday. Where I got to pee in a cup, fill out paperwork and meet my OBGYN. Her name is Dr. Faryno. At this point, I don't care whether she is good or bad, she's a doctor. (Although I hear she's really good.)
I have a hospital too! James will be delivered at O'conner Hospital. They have classes for childbirth, infant care, breast feeding... I'm just so excited I have somewhere to go if anything happened or when I feel contractions.
I have held in this feeling for so long.
Nothing seemed real. I couldn't think about a birth because the thought of not having anything set up gave me anxiety. I couldn't visualize anything happening. When asked any questions, I would just answer, "It will work out". Ha.. I think I only half believed that, but either way, I knew no good would come of my worrying about it.
I feel.. relieved.
The ultrasound went great... as always. Turns out James is 2lbs 8oz. (I chose to forget the size of his head.) She also said he is not shy about being a boy. (Aren't most boys excited about their penis?)
Her last comment was that I didn't look pregnant. Which I'm not sure meant, you look small for 27 weeks or that you just look fat? Hm. I guess I'm just not one of those women who look like they're carrying basketballs.
I am so grateful to have had a smooth pregnancy thus far. I can definitely say that this year has gone so much better than last year already. Only to get better with the birth of my baby :o) I am so excited and can't wait to hold him and kiss him and smother him with love. Oh, how he'll hate it.
February 26, 2009 at 2:32 PM
I'm so happy for you what a relief. If you can try to take the breastfeeding class it really saved me, and don't worry about not being one of those "Hollywood Pregnant Girls" that's what I call them anyway. You saw me no basketball carrying pregger girl here either.