The first ultrasound..
So we had the first ultrasound last Wednesday, March 10th. The Hunnie was soooo nervous! We had been waiting for this appointment for 4 LONG weeks!! Hector was tossing and turning all night and then in the morning (we both took that day off) we all three stumbled downstairs and made breakfast. Kendra and I inhaled ours plates, I believe the mini me is having those hunger pains right along with me these days lol we are both EXTRA hungry in the morning. But Hec didn’t hardly touch his pancakes and eggs. So 9am rolled around and we dropped Kendra off with her father and Hec and I traveled to meet my new OB. By the way I love this new insurance I’m on. No more big corporate Kaiser. I love this new intimate, one on one with the Doctor. My OB’s office is so cozy, light music an dim lights, the office staff know each patient personally, even offer peppermint tea for the soon to be moms with a queasy tummy. I was so apprehensive about switching insurance but I’m so so glad I did, I will NEVER go back to Kaiser thank yoouu! So we get there and I think all the color drained out of Hecs face. He has never been through this whole pregnancy thing before so he had no idea what to expect. Having been through it I tried to explain what might happen during this visit, though I was a little unsure as well being a mix of the 4 years since I went through it before and the new setting of which everything will be taking place. My OB was at John Muir performing an emergency C-section so they gave me the option of waiting around for him, rescheduling, or seeing one of his nurse practitioners. Well I was very VERY eager to get this going to I opted to see one of the Practitioners. They called us in, did the whole blood pressure, temp, ect and of course the dreaded scale.
I actually lost weight the past few weeks which of course is super normal due to sickness and food aversions. I’m not so much sick as I am having huge food aversions. I am so so hungry when I wake up, I have my usual yogurt with granola, a fruit and then in an hour or so something with eggs, breakfast burrito or sandwich that the hunnie will make for me in the morning to bring to work (I spread it out that way to avoid being sick) but come lunch and dinner time, thinking of food just sounds nasty. I make myself eat something for the babies sake but I could really just go without anything and be fine.
So now were in the room, Hec sitting in the chair by my side, looking up at the huge plasma TV screen that will soon have our baby displayed all over it (another very cool think about this place, the ultrasound shows up on a HUGE screen and not just the tiny screen of the machine) we were waiting for what seemed like forever. Then finally a knock at the door and the Nurse came in. We held hands while the nurse was warming up the machine and when that jelly went on Hec squeezed my hand tighter without realizing it I believe lol. And there, there was our baby. This tiny little blob, hard to make out what bady parts where what, but with the gorgeous beating heart clear as day throbbing on the screen. To be honest I didn’t even look at Hec till it was over I was so entranced by the little flicker of life inside me. Apparently He was too because after all was said and done, and the nurse left and I hopped off the table Hec stood up and gave me the biggest hug in the world and it wasn’t until after we parted that I noticed he had tears in his eyes.
That was the moment it became real to him. I think like most dads the realization of a baby growing in your partners belly doesn’t happen until you see it and hear the whoosh of the heartbeat taking over the room. Until that point they are just dealing with a ultra moody, sick, tired lady in their house. For us moms, it’s real the second we pee on that stick. We can feel the changes in our bodies and we have to immediately make changes, big and small in our daily routine to accommodate this little being and to ensure a happy healthy delivery and baby a few months later.
Since seeing his baby, he has been so into everything. names, me taking care of myself, talking about how we will set up the nursery, reading the “fatherhood” book I bought him, its adorable to tell ya the truth lol. I am so excited about this pregnancy and this baby. Last time I had a very absentee husband. He was never home, granted he did go to school and work hard and I applaud and respected him for that, he was also never there for me. He would constantly tell me I was ruining his life by having this baby (maybe he forgot he was there the night that all started lol) he would put me down, he was repulsed by my growing belly. Let me tell you one thing, I was a VERY cute pregnant woman! I was all belly and no stretch marks till the 9th month! Haha so I was not a hideous fat blob. I was very alone in my pregnancy. Very sad, I cried a lot those 9 months and beyond. I would often hold my belly and tell Kendra that one day it will be just her and I and that we are all each other needs in the world. This behavior continued on after I had my daughter. I was very alone in raising her. Scott (my ex husband) was never home, always out with his friends when he was not working. I raised my daughter by my slef. I put her to bed, woke up with her, fed changed, learned her ways by myself. Days where Scott would scream at me and point at Kendra saying we ruined his life I would just hold her tight and whisper to her that her and I are all we need and we will be fine. It was a hard year and when I finally got the strength to leave Scott My mantra about it just being her and I came true.
So I am so excited to go through it this time with someone by my side, who is just as excited and nervous as I am. Who will be there for me every step of the way and want to be involved with every little thing. He is an amazing father figure to my daughter so I know he will be an amazing father to a newborn and beyond. So far things are so different than my last pregnancy. Hec wakes up every morning while I am getting myself and Kendra ready, he will make me and Ken a breakfast to go and help me get Ken ready. He goes out of his way to call around dinner time when he is at work because he knows that’s when I feel my sickest. He is amazing. I am so so lucky and I let him know how grateful I am for him everyday, because I know how it is to not have that, so having him makes me feel blessed every single dingle day. J
