Best (and Worst) Doctor's Appointment Ever

There are no pictures yet. Sorry to disappoint.

The moral of this story is that my regular doctor is kind of a moron. That said...

Matt picked me up from work around 4:35 so we could get to my 4:45 appointment. I have been excited and nervous about this appointment since we found out we were pregnant--the day we would hear the heartbeat. We arrived a couple of minutes late, but since we were the last appointment of the day, they were eager to get me to pee in a cup quickly and see the doctor.

So I did that, got weighed, etc, and then my doctor comes in and says, "There's really not a lot to do today."

I stared at him in disbelief. "What? We're supposed to hear the heartbeat today. We put off my second OB appt by two weeks to make sure that I could hear the heartbeat today. We're supposed to be able to start telling people today that we're pregnant because we know the baby is alive and doing well, etc."

I was so upset. He looks at me with no emotion and says, "Well we can give it a try, but don't be depressed if we can't hear it." The guy needs to study up on pregnancy one more time--he thought my uterus was still being guarded by my pelvic bone and he was listening real low on my abdomen, which I didn't think was quite right, but I'm not a doctor, so I let it slide.

Anyway, so we leave to make our next appointment and I'm ready to cry. I just thought it was totally lame and ridiculous that we couldn't hear the heartbeat at 13 weeks. (Matt couldn't believe that the doctor had absolutely nothing to say to me. The doctor just looked at me and said, "Sorry.") The receptionist could tell I was upset and she said, "You know, you could come back later this week or next week and we could just have a nurse try to find the heartbeat for you, then you wouldn't have to pay for another appointment." I thought that was a good idea, even though it did mean I had to wait.

So my doctor said I could just wait to come back until my 20 week appointment when I would have my real ultrasound and find out the baby's sex and do my blood glucose test, etc. Well, like I said, we were the last appointment of the day and so my doctor was gone by the time I was talking to the receptionist. Well... there was another doctor there who was overhearing my situation. He told the receptionist that I really should come back in 4 weeks so we would have good numbers to see how I was gaining weight and how my urine looked, etc. even if the doctor couldn't do anything cool.

So, all right, I'm coming back in 4 weeks, maybe I should just wait and not hear the heartbeat till then--although that would be torture. Well, that doctor looked at me and he said, "Why don't we just do a quick ultrasound right now. We might not be able to hear the heartbeat, but maybe I could show it to you."

Matt and I practically ran back to the exam room and I laid down and I was ready for the belly jelly. And this is when that day became one of the best I've ever had. I got to see the little fluttering heart and I was finally reassured that I was feeling nauseated for good reason, that in about 27 weeks, I'll be giving birth to a real live human baby. I got to see the baby's hands and head and belly and we even saw it sucking its thumb. It was unbelievable and I couldn't help but cry. The doctor turned the sound on for a second to see if we could hear the heartbeat and we could, but then my cry hiccuped a little and I cut off the little dude or dudette. But it was amazing and I feel so absolutely blessed that the doctor was there and he was looking out for me. He told us that his wife had a miscarriage with her second pregnancy and that he totally understood my need for reassurance. UNLIKE my regular doctor.

I guess this actually fulfills Keri-Anne's tag to write about an angel here on earth who helped us out. That doctor really was an angel at that particular moment. Any ideas on a gift I can send him? Movie tickets? Steak dinner? We haven't decided yet, but we definitely want to do something for him. He literally made our day, our week, probably our month!

i love my husband--part 2

we have been trying to get our laundry done the past couple of days, but it was hard to find the time to do it. matt has been really busy with school and i've been at work all day and then busy at night. so, this morning, while i was showering, matt brought the laundry down to the laundromat. so nice. i thought that was the end of the awesomeness for this morning, but no. when i was leaving for work, it was time to switch the laundry to the dryers, so we went down the stairs together, and what was sitting on the pavement right by our apartment building? my car! the windows were scraped clean of icy frost and it was running and warm when i got inside. that is the best present ever. happy early birthday to me!!!

48% Fat Free

Okay, so I often have random trains of thought and I had one the other day that I thought was kind of funny, so I'll share it.

1. I smell onions. Not surprising because we had roast on Sunday and the smell of the cut onion lingers for some time.

2. We still have one onion left because I want to add onion to a salad I'll be making to bring to dinner at some friends' house.

3. I should write that dinner on the calendar so we don't forget.

4. I wonder what we'll have for dinner tonight? Maybe we'll have that new soup we got from Costco.

5. It's Healthy Choice soup, so it's probably 96% fat free. But it's probably still good.

6. I wonder what percentage of the pepperoni I ate last night was fat free. It was probably more fat than not.

7. Wouldn't that be funny if that put that on the package? 48% Fat Free Pepperoni! They would be sure to sell a lot more with that.

8. What about stuff in the middle? Cheetos, 76% fat free. Snickers, 60% fat free. etc...

9. How did I start thinking about this?

i love my husband

Matt was out of town from Thursday morning to Sunday morning last week. It was a hard time. I didn't sleep well and it was depressing to go home and know Matt wouldn't be there. I packed my nights up with activities with friends, but at the end of the day, they went home and I slept alone, and it was sad. Now he's home and it's really nice. Granted, he's in class and doing homework all day and all night, but at least he's in the house. Now, the reason I felt like I had to write this post is because I'm in the front room on the laptop, and he's in the back on the "real" computer working on his physics homework, and I have to kind of leave him alone so he can finish it and we can go to bed soon. Well... he was singing along to Jason Mraz and it was really cute!!! Anyway, for some reason I really wanted to take a picture of what I was hearing. It's a feeling that's hard to explain, but that was me trying. At least now, I can look back at this post and remember how I felt. I just love him. He's awesome.

Fun with Googly Eyes

We got a Halloween card from Matt's sister and the googly eyes of the ghost had fallen off. It was a cute card anyway, though. (Thanks Amanda!) Well as we were cleaning up the table to have dinner tonight, Matt found the googly eyes and had some fun, and asked me to take a picture. Matt never asks for pictures to be taken of himself, so I jumped at the chance. Hope you enjoy them.



In other news, I got a treadmill the other day on Craigslist and I went walking on Thursday and Friday morning :) Yesss. I'm excited. Today I went to distribute some flyers to some people in my ward and my lungs were burning by the time I got back. I'm SO glad I get to walk inside this winter, that means I might actually walk! Yay!

Also, I have had an empty sink before bed 5 nights in a row! I've picked a spot and beautified it! (See Pres. Uchtdorf's General Relief Society Meeting address: http://lds.org/conference/talk/display/0,5232,23-1-947-37,00.html)

General Conference Report, Day 2

Sorry about the delay. I was at my sister's house for the second session and we had dinner and chatted, so we got home a little late. Then last night I decided it was time to catch up on the dishes and it took forever, so I wasn't really up to blogging. Anyway, without further ado...

Sunday Morning Session

>>Pres. Eyring's talk about unity was great. I liked how he talked about speaking well of others. He counseled us to remember that we will be judged in the manner that we judge others. In every situation we should look for what's best in any person's performance. That is what Jesus will do for us when we meet God at the judgement bar. I like that idea.
>>Elder Hales said that we need not defend the Church with overbearance or anger. We should always respond with love. He said to stay on the higher ground of mutual respect.
>>I was really impressed by Sister Dalton. I know I shouldn't say this, but sometimes it is hard to listen to the women speak in General Conference. Sister Dalton's talk was either really good, or I'm maturing, or both, but I loved it. She called for a return to virtue. I think she quoted Pres. Monson as saying, "No friendship is more important than your own clear conscience." So true.
>>Pres. Monson closed the session advising us to "take joy in the journey now."

Sunday Afternoon Session

>>Elder Nelson's analogy about marriage and shopping was awesome. He compared conjugal living to marital shoplifting. Interesting perspective. His advice about marriage was to minimize personal demands and maximize acts of selflessness. That is something I know I need to work on.
>>I liked Elder Cook's quote, "Every cloud we see doesn't result in rain." We should be prepared for unexpected challenges simply by keeping the commandments.

(Like I said, I was at my sister's house. She has three kids, so I eventually came to understand why she wasn't taking notes. It was much harder to pay attention, but it was fun to see them. They're such fun kids.)

P.S.

Adding pictures to a finished post on Blogger is nearly impossible. I couldn't drag this photo to where I wanted it, so I just decided to do a little P.S. instead. I really like this photo I took on the way up to Provo Canyon. It's a little artsy, and I think it's my favorite one, so I wanted to add it. Hope you don't mind. I wasn't driving, by the way. No worries!