I showed up at perinatology and sat in the waiting room. The waiting room in perinatology is unlike anything I have ever experienced. In a normal ob waiting room, even a normal ultrasound waiting area, its always smiles and belly pats and talk of genders and strollers and all other normal, everyday "baby" stuff. At perinatology, you can feel in the air that everyone is basically just holding their breath, hoping and praying for the miracle of good news/healthy baby(ies). No one smiles and pats their belly. Hands are tightly gripping chairs, many looking at the floor, many others staring up at the tv,
So I finally got called in and with my freshly
The tech told me to wait right there for
Perinatologist finally walked in. Its really weird to talk to a doctor while you are laying down, with your butt in the air (covered from the waist down by only a flimsy sheet). Especially when he didn't even want to take a look. I should have just sat up at that point, but I had ALL those towels under my butt and not sure how to mess around/removing them while still staying somewhat "discreet". So I layed there
He told me to now set up an appointment with my new favorite ob
Oh well. I *heart* my little troublemaking baby. Just so incredibly happy for the sweet relief I am feeling right now, knowing that the world's worst outcome has now been cast off the table. And that my sweet little grain of rice baby is inside me, fighting against this bleed AND growing! Thank you God for some answered prayers.
And without further ado, the star of the show! Here is my little grain of rice. Is that not the cutest grain of rice you ever saw?!?! Good genes I tell you! :) (bleed is above sac and baby, other black area at the top)