Little Heartbeat

We heard the baby's heartbeat this morning. It made up for all the rest of the day. This morning was terrible. I had a sleepless, uncomfortable night, and immediately upon waking up, I began puking. All morning. I tried eating a banana on the way to the medical center, and up came those few bites right away (Rachel Wattson, you were right about bananas not coming back up badly). I felt so awful the whole time.

I weighed in a lot less than I thought. My whole midsection is definitely fatter (not pregnant belly, just padding), yet I only gained 3 pounds. Next the nurse got my hopes up about not getting a pap smear, but she was wrong. I've only had one before, which was uncomfortable, but this time it hurt! Then we had to wait forever for my nausea medication refill. Breakfast at IHOP (I tested a few slices of bread first before deciding to eat) and a nap in the waiting area helped the time go by a little faster.

Before all that drama was the special moment. The midwife asked me if my tears were from emotion or nausea; I said nausea. I started to calm down once she began searching for the heartbeat. Since we're unsure of how far along I am, she said not to worry if we didn't hear anything this time. I almost gave up hope, when suddenly we heard the most wondrous sound in the world! We recorded it on our cell phones (unfortunately, I don't know how to transfer the sound file to the computer). It was so exciting! My tears were gone, and I couldn't stop smiling and listening to the tiny, fast heart beating inside me. It made my pregnancy a little more real. Now I can't wait for my ultrasound next month!