First Appointment

Well...I finally went to the Doctors. With Preston I first went in at 12 weeks which is even later than some people go in so 16 weeks seemed like it would never come. Mainly cause I was thinking/hoping they would do an ultrasound, which they DID NOT do...bummer. So for going in late I pretty much got gipped out of 1 ultrasound(and no, the late appointment was not by choice, they just couldn't fit me in for 3 months.) So yes, they truly did gip me. But I did schedule the ultrasound for Feb. 15th!
     Besides the bummer fact that I was not getting an ultrasound the rest of the appointment went good & normal. Heard the babies heart beat, (158) which is always fun to hear. Discussed the whole labor issue, for now I am good to go for a normal delivery, so I'm just hoping for a tiny baby so I don't end up sliced open like last time(that was an awful & bitter recovery, let's NOT do that again.) When the appointment was over I thought I was good to go, then they told me to head over to the lab...dun dun dun, needles? I think yes. Had to get some blood drawn, which is always not fun for me, but I didn't faint so that was a super good thing! (And the asian lady drawing my blood said she loved my nails....coming from an asian I took that as a great compliment, but she was probably just trying to get my mind off the fact that she was about to stick me and take my blood).
     The rest of my pregnancy life is going good, sweet and sugary things don't sound good most of the time, I would much rather down a jar of pickles & mashed potatoes...but that's not saying much, I could down a jar of pickles pregnant or not. I am getting to the awkward fat or pregnant stage, so I told some family and friends so they know it's not fat...it's baby. Sometimes I think, if this baby is the size of an orange already why am I not bigger?...where is this baby hiding? But I'll take my small and hiding baby! Life is great, our sweet little babe is growing away.