a first but I am sure not my last

That was my thought this morning about the happy tears running down my face as we left the RE’s office this morning.   Sprout is doing really well, s/he still has a great heartbeat, as my dr said “the heartbeat is really strong”, and it has grown at the right amount.   It was nice to see our little blob of a sprout this morning and Dr. B was funny when  she said “Well, I can’t say that your baby is distinguished yet, but it sure is cute.”   The news was so good in fact that we were “released” from the RE.    I have to say that I think I was a bit emotional knowing that we will not see dr. B again.    Her first impression is that she is cold but she really is very invested, she gave H and I hugs this morning as we left, and we really have been through so many ups and downs while under her care.    Back when she found the cyst I talked to her almost every night for a week, often with me crying on the phone, and she would almost aways be the one to call and say we are “not pregnant”.    We will miss her.    She really wanted an update with pictures when it comes time for that… it was quite touching.    I know I am hormonal, but today was really the first time I have cried happy tears since getting pregnant.   I have been having a hard time not worrying.   It was a good feeling to have tears streaming down my face while in the middle of Park Avenue.  

We did have an appointment with a midwife yesterday.   I don’t know what her blog name will be yet, and I don’t know if we will stay with her.    We did like her, but we did not LOVE her.   I don’t know what I want really, but I imagined loving our midwife.    It could be possible that we would once we knew her more (like with Dr. B).   First impressions are hard, they can be hard to shake but also so unreliable.   I think we would like to interview some more.   We are limited though.    When we called around to midwives last week who deliver at the hospital we would love to give birth at – they were already booked for the month of May and we were put on two waiting lists.     Can you believe that??  We are still waiting to hear back from three others.  Anyway I will call around again to see if there are any openings-maybe other people decided they did not LOVE our ideal mythical midwife.   Something might just have to give, either we go to a different birthing center, or we don’t absolutely love our midwife.    I think either would be okay.      So we don’t have another appointment until election day.   Wow that seems far away.    I have read this on other blogs but I think it is going to be such a transition to not be so medically monitored.   A good one, but a big transition.  

In other medical news – H. is getting surgery on her finger on Monday.   (She broke it on Christmas day last year, sledding, and had surgery on it right before my surgery in January – it was a fun winter as I am sure you can tell.)     This surgery is to clear out all the scar tissue in the hopes that she will have more movement.   Right now her pinkie on her left hand is permanently stuck at a 90 degree angle, which is not that useful.     We will post pictures if that does not gross people out… maybe in a password protected post. 

I have been doing okay.   Mainly pretty tired and nauseous.   I have never been so happy to be nauseous in my life.   I have only thrown up 3 times, but the nausea just comes and goes in waves.   I have been sucking on ginger and eating saltines before I get out bed in the morning.     I have been really, REALLY bad about commenting on peoples blogs.    I am mostly up to date, so you guys should expect some comments from me soon.   I am sorry I dropped off the earth, I blame the fact I fall asleep at work now and go to bed at 9.   Seriously.   Wow this is a rambly post.