Dating our baby

I think this blog really came about because Adam and I found out we are having a baby. So, since it's been 3 weeks since we first saw the two pink lines (3 times) and the digital flash pregnant (2 times), I figure it's times to write about it.

After the 5 home pregnancy tests, I was pretty sure that I was positively pregnant. I wasn't sure when it happened. So I head to the doctor to pee in a cup... they can't get me in with my regular doctor so I see the next best thing, a nurse practitioner. This irritates me but it is what it is and I figure she can give me the answers I need.


PIAC = Pee in a Cup

She confirms from my "sample" that it's positive however I'll have to come back to meet with my regular doctor and have an ultrasound to date the pregnancy. UGH... ok.

Another week later, I drag Adam to what I think is going to be our ultrasound. Turns out it's a consultation with DR. C, my regular doctor, to make sure we're on the same page:

• Are you taking Pre-Natal Vitamins? Yup
• Don't change the cat liter box? She does her business outside
• Make sure to stop drinking alcohol. It's ok I pounded my last vodka tonic right after I saw the 1st set of pink lines (just kidding!)
• Limit your intake of deli lunch meats. Lunch meat? Ok...???
• Are ever around 2nd hand smoke? Adam gets a lecture and says he'll quit before the baby comes.
• Don't jump on trampolines. Check

This list went on as I saw Adam slump further in his chair. She then says she'll schedule us for the ultrasound... wait what? That's today? No we don't do them here in the office, you have to go to our downtown office for that. Does Thursday work for you? Well... I guess so!?!?! Oh and by the way, we need to take some blood work as well. Oh great, look forward to that.

So Thursday rolls around and we head downtown to see our baby. I was told to make sure I have a full bladder before I go in. So at 6:45am I down my recommended 20 oz of water and 30 minutes later I get to drink 10 oz more. We get to the office to check in and by that time I think I might wet myself.

This was me in the waiting room!

The nurse finally calls us in: "So you are here to date your pregnancy?" Hmmm... Yes, I knew it was going to be a long 9 months but I get to feel like I'm dating it too? Anyway so I get to strip down and lay on the table. She first tries to do the ultrasound with the goo on the outside of my belly (I don't know the terms yet!?). Anyway she doesn't see much, and doesn't SAY much for that matter. So I get kind of nervous that it's all a figment of my imagination and that she won't find anything. She says that I can go pee now but she's going to have to do a vaginal. I get relief in the fact that I finally get to pee but... vaginally? Joy.

You want this where?

So anyway up it goes... but the second the screen blips on we both see the heartbeat. AHHH relief, I'm not imagining it, it's real! She measures and points and explains what she's seeing... to me it looks like a little gummy bear, or a blob depending on which way she tweaks the deal down below. Then she turns on the sound and it almost sounds like a little train tugging away... ba boom ba boom ba boom... 160 beats a minute if I can remember right. She tells us this is good.

Meet Baby Schultz!














She concluded that Baby Schultz was 7 weeks 3 days on August 13th.
Here's what thebump.com says our little gummy bear is up to this week:


Baby's now the size of a blueberry!
Baby's brain -- both hemispheres! -- is growing fast, generating about one hundred new cells every minute. Arms and legs are emerging as joints start to form, and a permanent set of kidneys (baby's third!) is now in place.



So that's where we are at! Hopefully posts about Baby Schultz won't always be so long but I had some catching up to do. My next appointment is set for Sept 9th... stay tuned!!!!