I had my 14 week, welcome to the second trimester appointment today.
I've forgotten about having to pee in a cup everytime you step foot in the Doc's office. I think I'm going to get really good at that. They should have competitions. It should be an Olympic event. I mean we are training for nine months right? And you know that Duggar bitch would win everytime, and while on the podium accepting the gold medal she'd pop out another baby. GO USA!
My doctor is great. She's what you would expect a California Ob/gyn to be. Kind of hippy'ish and really smart. But I don't think she really gets my husbands jokes. And joke he does. First he tells the nurse that I am not 5ft. 4in. That I'm lying and I get taller at each visit. Then he decides he should weigh himself. So the digital scale keeps beeping while the nurse is around the corner. great. And of course he blurts out, "THAT CANT BE RIGHT!" It is honey. It is.
When we finally get to see the doctor and I am explaining that I don't fly well and if I can take anything while I'm on our next trip, he chimes in and says, "you know like xanax, and how much can she drink? I know not a lot cause she's pregnant and all". I really think she thought he was serious. oh *sigh*
Now let me tell you about the poster. Which I took a picture of and posted below. Is it just me, or is bitch giving me the side eye? It's like she's saying, while you are half naked with your feet up in stirrups and a long cotton swab up your snatch, "Look at me, I have voluptuous breasts and a cute little pregnant body at 40 weeks gestation, and well, you look like a beached whale". I'm sure this is all in my head. On another note....check out the diagram underneath...that's how big your cervix gets when you push out a baby. And that's why I'm having another c-section. And why Michelle Duggar is a freaking Champ!
We heard the baby's heart beat. It's strong and fast and loud. And it made me very very happy.