Just got back from my first mid-wife appointment. It was great and I felt so comfortable. She gave me a full physical and everything checked out fine. I lost another 2 pounds but I am sure they, along with several of their friends will be back in the next few months. I asked for an ultrasound and she said no problem. I have one scheduled in two weeks. She also said I could come back as much as I want to hear the heartbeat or check in. She recognized that those of us pregnant after infertility need extra assurances. I don't think I will bug them that much but it's nice to know I can.
Then she showed me how to feel my uterus above my pelvic bone. That was the weirdest thing ever! Well, not ever but atleast so far. Then she pulled out her little heartbeat machine. I held my breath forever. Then there it was. Dub-dub, dub-dub. And I was in awe.
So here I am with a healthy pregnancy and a baby that is growing like it is supposed to. How did I ever get this lucky?