In some ways, finding out we were expecting Baby M seems like a lifetime ago, but in others it feels like just yesterday. It was the beginning of October and I had been feeling “off” for a few days. J was convinced I was pregnant. My chest was super sore (and felt HUGE) one evening, so I decided to give a pregnancy test a try. I took a shower, took the test and then waited…. suddenly the little word I was sure wouldn’t show up was there: Pregnant.
I walked into the living room with my mouth wide open, carrying the test at arms length in front of me. Concerned, J stopped playing with the dog and asked what was wrong. I handed him the test and he immediately started jumping up and down smiling from ear to ear. Don’t get me wrong, I was THRILLED about the positive test, I was just completely in shock.
After a quick trip to Walgreens for another pack of tests and three more positive results, it finally started to sink in… Baby M was on the way!
The next day I quickly got to work finding a Dr. for baby and I. After 3 years in Wisconsin, I still hadn’t switched from my primary care physician in Iowa (the same man who delivered me actually). J had a referral from his boss, so I gave her office a call to set up an appointment. The receptionist listened to my blubbering intro about being new to Milwaukee and having a positive pregnancy test. She told me, “That’s great! Our first opening is in January.” Since January was 3 months away, I politely declined, hung up the phone, and immediately burst into tears. I felt like I had already failed little Baby M within 24 hours of finding out about him/her.
Luckily, with the help of J’s insurance, 3 abandoned appointments, and advice from co-worker who was also expecting, I eventually found a Dr. and practice that I felt 100% comfortable with. Dr. T is easygoing, candid and flexible. She immediately put me at ease and made it clear that being at our baby’s birth was a priority (Side note: Prior to my doctor search, I had no idea how many practices float mothers around 5+ doctors with no guarantee that any certain one will be at delivery.)
Our first appointment and ultrasound was October 31. We waited until Thanksgiving to let our parents in on the news and then finally announced to our extended family and friends on Christmas. It’s been so fun to start 2013 by sharing our blessing with those we love.
Look for my next post about how we broke the news to our parents :)