Baby ultrasound and a new Doctor!

An ultrasound on your first visit...how cool is that? I wish I knew the sex of the baby, but it's so great to know all is looking good. As we were looking at the ultrasound the first thing he said was, "Your baby looks awesome".

I love my new doc by the way, Dr. Russell Smith. He is so great. He is so easy to talk to and I never felt rushed or nervous. I used to feel very particular about going to female OBs, but I have since realized it depends on the person, not whether or not they are a woman or a man. My first doc was a woman and she was awful. She was insensitive and cold. She didn't seem to understand compassion or sensitivity in any form. She didn't have children of her own and she seemed to think that all pregnant women were whiners. When I went for my 6 week check-up after having Talon I told her that I thought I might have post-partum depression. She said, "hmm...Are you sure?" It was extremely difficult to bring up in the first place and then she doubted me! It was impossible to hold back the tears at that point. I was having such a hard time and was hoping that there might be an answer and she squashed my hope. I don't know why I put so much trust in her. I should have gone to another doctor because as it turns out, I had major postpartum depression.

As I was sitting there crying, she went to get some pamphlets about post-partum and then started to offer some suggestions, but I was so frustrated that I just left. Can you tell that I didn't like her? Anyone who questions someone's suffering is not on my good side. It's interesting because any time her name comes up, it seems to be the same story.

My second doc was a woman that I really liked. She was very kind and gentle. I could talk to her, but I still felt intimidated. Now I feel like I can say whatever I need to. It's like he actually enjoys talking to his patients. Either he puts on a good show or he is really genuine. I hope it continues to be a positive experience!

Expecting...

Was that obvious enough? I really have been meaning to update my blog. The sickness and exhaustion from pregnancy kept me from it. I am starting to feel better, just pretty tired. I'm due on August 3rd and my first appointment is next week. We are both really excited to be adding another little one to our family. I try to forget that I'm pregnant so that it goes faster. I get too anxious/excited if I think about it too much.

I knew I was pregnant and Eric was in denial. I kept telling him that I felt pregnant and he said, "you're not pregnant". When I took the test I showed him and said, "you're right" and he glanced at it and said, "yeah, that's what I thought". It took three times of telling him he was "right" while I had the positive pregnancy test in front of him until he got it. It's true, I was tricking him, but he didn't really look at the test. Once he got it, he said with a deep breath, "oh...(another deep deep breath)...oh...I think I need to sit down." And he sat down. I was laughing while he was in deep thought. I had already been prepared because I knew I was pregnant. He really didn't think I was. And yes, he is happy about it. He just didn't think it would happen so fast.

Eric has been both mom and dad for the last month. He has been so helpful! He gets up with the kids every morning so that I can sleep and it has made a huge difference in how I feel. During the holidays when I was sooo sick and had such little energy, Eric did everything. I just looked at him with an "I'm sorry, I wish I felt better and could do more" face. I felt quite pathetic, but Eric has been a champ. The kids are excited and Talon gets it more than Tyler. Tyler has denied it at times. Preparing food has made me feel the worst and most sick, so Eric has prepared it or we've had easy, frozen Costco foods. One night Talon said, "oh, I know what we're having for dinner...freezer stuff." That's right, you lucky duck, mozzarella sticks, pizza, chicken nuggets...whatever you like.

Well then, there it is. Updates to follow.