Monday, January 16, 2012

Growing on the Vine

It had been a little over 4 weeks since the night that I received my "not-less" pregnancy test results and now we were sitting patiently in a pale pink walled waiting room filled with some obviously pregnant women.   Me... not so much.  If anything, the nauseous look on my face, giant thermos of water, and the packets of crackers in my hands would have been a dead giveaway.


The anxiety we both felt while waiting in the doctor's waiting room was overwhelming. Other than "you hope you hear a heartbeat", we really had no idea what we were in for.  An hour later, we got called back to the ultrasound room.  Our not-so-warm ultrasound tech looks at us and dismissively says "this will only take one minute.  We're just trying to find a heartbeat".  In our heads we're thinking: Yeah, go ahead and take as many minutes as you need lady-- we want to hear that heart thumpin.  She didn't look like the type that wanted to waste any time though.

Two minutes later, a loud, fast thumping noise started echoing in our little room.  It sounded like Thumper doing a dance on a log.  Yet, our ultrasound tech said nothing.  She was completely silent the whole time and didn't guide us through anything she was doing.  We watched as she snapped a few photos and finally typed "BABY" on the screen next to this little lima bean looking blob.  Printed the photo and handed it to us.  "Congratulations," she said with a stale look on her face, "you're exactly 8 weeks and 4 days along."  Then she sent us on our way without any real fanfare.

We thanked her and the moment Matt shut the door to the room, I turned to him, shook the photo and let out a not-so-silent squeal then whispered "We're having a baby!"

We've got a BabyBery growing on our vine... evidence below.


Photo courtesy of the brilliant Thomas Whiteside at Wish For Color


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