The ultrasound today (we actually got to bring home a picture) showed me measuring seven weeks 1 day. This makes sense with my hormone levels and symptoms last week. But it doesn't make sense with the start of my last menstrual period. Given my history of irregular cycles the difficulty in dating didn't phase the nurse practitioner or midwife. And other aspects of my exam today confirmed the seven week date, so... it will never make sense, but we'll go with that. Which means... due date... December 4th.
As I found out that I got into Vanderbilt on February 8th, 2008. And I found out we are pregnant on April 8, 2008. Who wants to put money on a birth date of December 8, 2008? I'm not really superstitious, it would just be cool. This is truly a charmed year.
Everything looked good at the appointment today. We spent quite a bit of time with a nurse practitioner on a health history and on pregnancy education. They gave us a goodie bag too. I had a full pelvic exam and breast exam and they took something like 8 vials of blood. I met with one of the midwives briefly, one who was primary on a birth of an acquaintance, actually a birth in which my sister assisted. She was charming. She's going to look into midwives in the Nashville area for us.
So, we saw the baby again today. We saw the heart beating again today. And I puked this morning! I hate vomiting; it has been a rare part of my life story. But, once I got over it, I've been happy about it the rest of the day!
So, right now, I believe it. We are pregnant. Wow.