Yesterday we made the big leap from RE to OB. It was....different.
First of all, everything's great with the baby. Measuring 10w1d, heartbeat still strong, and (s)he is starting to actually look like something that might someday resemble an actual baby.
But the appointment was WEIRD. I've been going to my OB/GYN for years now -- she's not exactly a warm and fuzzy person, but she's thorough. Which is really all I care about at this point. But her office looks like something out of the Golden Girls -- pink walls, flowered couches, fake flower arrangements, quilts hanging on the wall, etc. And pregnancy magazines EVERYWHERE. I flipped through one while we were waiting, but I totally felt like an imposter.
Then I went in to check my vitals. Frighteningly, I've gained 13 POUNDS since we started our IVF cycle. I think most of this came on before the pregnancy happened, but I have got to slow things the heck down. The nurse asked me if my husband was the baby's father, to which I replied "Yes, unless the clinic really had an off day." I got a chuckle. I always like to see if I can get these folks to crack a smile.
Then came the consult with the OB. Her first comment: "You've worked really hard for this pregnancy." Um, yes. Yes we have. She handed us a big gift bag marked "BABY!" and filled with all kinds of crap. We went through all of the crap. Because, you know, in 7 months I'm going to start needing to worry about a pediatrician. I got a big lecture about exercise (yes, I know I'm already fat, but you try spotting after every time you work out and SEE HOW EXCITED YOU ARE ABOUT IT).
Then, onto the show. I didn't realize we were going to be doing a full pelvic exam, and didn't really think much of it until HOLY SPECULUM DO YOU REALIZE I HAVEN'T HAD SEX IN THREE MONTHS?!?! Followed by the doctor "checking my pelvis," which apparently means sticking her entire forearm up my cha cha and rooting around for the placement of my pelvic bones. Then, finally, came the ultrasound. Which went pretty much as expected, except for I now have a new appreciation for just how fancy the RE equipment is. And we only got ONE stinking picture.
Although it is pretty cute.
So, I don't know. I guess I'm supposed to be a "normal pregnant person" now, but I'm just not feelin' it. Anyway, next step is an appointment with the perinatologist for my NT screening, which will be something new and exciting to worry about. That will hopefully be late next week or the week after.
And then we come out to the family.....