we are having a gummi bear!
I had my 8 week appointment yesterday (I’m actually 8 weeks today, but whatever). I am madly in love with my new doctor who spent a ton of time with us and answered every question I could possibly have! She is way more helpful with managing my thyroid than the last OB and she took my depression a lot more seriously, which is obviously really important.
The only bad news is she also spent enough time with me to tell me that I really can’t run pregnant. My heart rate is too high as is my temperature. And you know, the spotting. I’m being reassigned to walking intervals (don’t get HR above 140) and hopefully swimming or something like that. Although, I’m 99% sure I have an ear infection (I can’t hear out of my left ear and it’s crackling), so swimming would probably be stupid right now.
Still, for the first time this entire pregnancy I really feel like we are going to do this. The doctor turned the dopple sound up so we got to hear the 173 bpm heart rate (and see the doppler flow, which made me all nerdy). She also told us that a heart beat after 7 weeks means the risk of miscarriage doesn’t really get lower. We called husband’s grandmothers last night and are just kind of telling people as we get to it now.
Oh, but next time I really must remember to tell them I am allergic to the medical tape.
In other news, my stomach feels noticeably harder today. I mean, I’m still fat, but there’s less give. It could also just be the Mexican I ate last night (don’t worry, the queso was pasteurized).
Honestly, at this point work is getting a little better (stupid hours, but better) and I feel so much less insane about my pregnancy. I’m exhausted and have terrible insomnia, but it doesn’t matter because we are having a baby.
And I’m totally terrified, but I hear that’s appropriate and normal.
Anyways, is it wrong to call my child Flipper? Husband hates it, but the kid currently has flippers. He’s been calling it Haribo, as in the only brand of gummi bears worth eating. Either way, Emily has observed that it’s time to start making gender predictions, so leave your guess below and I’ll pick a winner from the group that guesses correctly. I have no idea what I’ll send you guys though, so it’ll probably be tailored to the winner. And if you are a fan of old wives tales, I will answer any questions. You have 12 weeks. Meanwhile, I’m going to go look for a cookie.
As a side note: Emily is having a giveaway for Asperis compression shorts, but anyone who enters gets a discount code for Little Slice of Awesome (you know, with the sweet headbands and dog collars). I know some of you were considering ordering from her, so you might want to get on this!