So, I've been about bursting with the news, and now it's official. Rocky and the little guy are going to have a baby to protect, starting in August. By ultrasound our due date is August 5th. My sis's bday and our anniversary. By dates, I am due on August 12th, so you know, somewhere in between would be a-ok.
It's a pretty great story, how we found out. We knew having a baby 4th year would be pretty perfect for us. Lenient schedule, lots of flexibility. So it was in the works. As lots of you know, though, I have endometriosis. Not a huge deal, but can get a bit painful when I'm off birth control for long lengths of time. It was reaching that time. So my preceptor, who I'm thrilled to say is now my OB, was planning a surgery in the beginning of Dec to clean me up. An added bonus of the surgery is the increase in fertility following so it would be perfect. J and I showed up that morning all set to go, got the IV going, left some pee in a cup, and we were wheeling back to the OR. The anesthesiologist gave me some Versed, wicked stuff that cuts the anxiety, and I was pretty out of it. I scooted over to the OR bed and that's when things started to get a bit hazy. I remember Dr. B saying we couldn't do the surgery because I was pregnant. And I remember bawling my head off when the pre-op nurse handed me the positive tests in a ziplock baggie for me to keep. I remember crying and asking if I would remember this (because Versed has amnestic properties-can't shut off the med student in me), and I remember coming out of my haze and seeing the pictures J took on his phone of me clutching positive pee tests to my chest and crying like a little girl. It was a pretty great day.
I'm really excited, but I know I'll be even more excited when I'm done with internal medicine and have more time to think about getting the house ready. But being in medicine when you're pregnant has it's benefits! It is really great to have immediate access to ultrasound whenever I want. And Dr. B is always excited to see the baby. I've had 6 ultrasounds already, and he's pretty sure of the sex...but I won't post that 'till he will commit to it for sure!
Anyway, we're excited. Very excited. And even more excited to be out of the first trimester. Zofran was my best friend. I am starting to feel like a new person, but really tired. Could be partly due to internal medicine. So in four weeks, bliss.
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Posted by L.G. at 7:19 PM