In my last post, I talked all about how we found out we were expecting and how we told our families. Now onto our first and second pregnancy appointment and how I learned pregnancy is one long waiting game!
My First Appointment
So after the excitement of seeing those pink lines wore off (just kidding, that never happened, we get more and more excited with each day that goes by!), it was time to schedule my first pregnancy appointment with my doctor! When we found out, I was about 5 weeks pregnant (again, or so I thought). They scheduled my first appointment for when I would be 8.5 weeks along. Now, in normal life, 3.5 weeks is nothing and usually flies by. But in the I-just-found-out-I’m-pregnant-for-the-first-time world, 3.5 weeks is an E.T.E.R.N.I.T.Y. I know this is standard, and they see pregnant women every day, but when it’s so new and exciting and your first time being pregnant, you want to get in right away!
Trying not to tell many people…
In that 3.5 weeks, we didn’t tell many people aside from family and a few friends that we already had a trip planned with. Yes, I’m that girl that if I don’t have a drink in my hand at a social event, and definitely at a bar, everyone knows something is up! I always wondered how I would get away with waiting to tell people based on that fact alone. I quickly realized I wouldn’t get away with it at all. Do you know how hard it is to pretend you’re drinking when you drink beer 99% of the time (told ya, southern girl at heart)? Nearly impossible.
Finally making it to our first pregnancy appointment!
Those weeks dragged on, and I was a nervous wreck. So many thoughts, so many emotions. Is there really a baby in there? What if we don’t hear the heartbeat? Josh (hubby) was so positive throughout those weeks, but knowing the statistics, I couldn’t help but worry all the way until the day of our first pregnancy appointment, which was on November 7, 2018. Josh came with me, and they took us into the ultrasound room. Bringing him to the OB/GYN was quite humorous. He couldn’t stop looking at all the “gadgets” and asking all of these questions. It was pretty funny considering I’m so used to it now. I was so anxious to hear a heartbeat and find out there was actually a baby in there!
You mean there’s actually a real baby in there!?
My doctor came in and congratulated us, then we were on to the ultrasound. YAY, although a mixed emotion type of YAY! Little did I know, your first ultrasound is not like what you see on TV (ahem, not the one they put on the outside of your stomach 😂), but I didn’t care because we were about to see the tiniest little baby in there! She successfully found the baby AND a heartbeat – I think Josh and I both let out a HUGE sigh of relief. We didn’t know much, but we knew hearing the heartbeat was the primary goal of that appointment.
After some deep breaths, I think I switched to “Oh my gosh, there’s really a baby in there.” I wasn’t sure how I would react in that moment. It was such an overwhelming and surreal moment that I didn’t even have the chance to cry uncontrollably, which I thought I might do. Seeing that there was actually something in there was just the best. It really is hard to describe. Relief. Excitement. Love for a new life growing inside of you. Again, all of the emotions.
From overjoyed to a little bit worried…
So once she found the baby and we heard the heartbeat, she was asking when my last period was and how far along I should be, and I said 8.5 almost 9 weeks. Somehow, and I have no idea how they do this, but she could tell just by measuring the screen how far along I was. She looks at me and says, “There’s no way this is 9 weeks, you’re only about 7 weeks.” What!? I think if you’ve been pregnant before, you know how much those 2 weeks matter (my due date already seemed SO far away), AND I had read so many articles at this point that I was back into worry mode. Oh no, the baby isn’t growing properly. This isn’t good. She said I probably had my dates wrong, but I knew I didn’t, and that I should definitely be almost 9 weeks.
Scheduling a follow-up
She didn’t seem too worried but asked us to come back in 2 weeks just to make sure everything was on track and baby was growing. Josh was still being super positive, and while I was SO excited that we got to see the baby and hear the heartbeat, I couldn’t help but worry that something was wrong. We did get some really great ultrasound photos to take home with us, and we left as proud parents (albeit, a little worried) expecting their first baby on June 27, 2019, previously thought to be June 14th!
Our next appointment wasn’t for another 2 weeks, and I think those 2 weeks were longer than the first 3.5! I just wanted everything to be ok, and for us to have a healthy, growing baby! In the meantime, we went ahead and took the photos we would use for our announcement. Josh’s sister, Ally, is an amazingly talented photographer that we are so thankful to have to take all of our pictures! Check her out at allysonkeller.com! I had been thinking of unique ideas for the pictures, and since it was winter, we decided to use our skis and buy some baby skis to make some pretty cute pictures!
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Finally, relief and complete and utter excitement!
We took these pictures the weekend before our next pregnancy appointment, so I was a little nervous. I was hoping and praying we would get some good news that Monday. Much to our relief, we found out baby was growing right on track and had a strong heartbeat! Praise. The. Lord! I, of course, was dying to tell everyone. Keeping a secret that big is really hard, so I asked my doctor when we could feel comfortable telling people. To my surprise, she said after seeing the growth and hearing the heartbeat twice, we could tell people if we wanted. Woohoo! That was the week of Thanksgiving, so we waited until Saturday to blast it on social media. We were overwhelmed by all of the love and sweet comments we received. This is one lucky baby to have so many people love her already!