Well, it turns out that Kim is having a hummingbird. Or at least that’s what it looked like. As mentioned, we had our second visit to the doctor today, which we’ve been looking forward to pretty much since the last time we were there. We were hoping see some hot, squirmy, fetal action today, and we were not disappointed. Well, maybe a little disappointed. It’s clearly not a kitty (no tail).
We arrived early, which apparently is not the thing to do first thing Monday morning. We ended up waiting for about 45 minutes, which was about 42 minutes longer of Al Roker that I wanted to watch. Once we did get in, it was clear that everyone was in a rush (I think related to the whole Monday morning thing). The pleasantries were pretty much cast aside, and before we knew it things were being put in places unmentionable here, and the screen lit up with Kim’s insides. And there was clearly a larger mass o’ stuff then there was last time. And, if you looked closely, the thing was moving. Unless a small rodent burrowed up there, it appears that we are indeed expecting a child (a SINGLE child I should note). Then the doc pressed a few buttons and suddenly we could hear the dub dub dub the thing was emitting, which is really amazing considering that while it was bigger than before, it’s still pretty darn tiny. I’m proud to note that it keeps time pretty well – perhaps a drum major in the making? Or at least maybe a bass drum in the making?
Then before we knew it, the lights are on and they were escorting us out. We had time for a few quick questions (turns out the soy protein shakes are good to eat, and flying in a few weeks is no trouble at all), and then we were deposited in the waiting room. They directed down to a laboratory where a phlebotomist stole 4 vials of blood from Kim (apparently they didn’t need my blood) for the first round of prenatal testing, including an added test for toxoplasmosis (that weird bacteria thing that cats get). We are scheduled for our next appointment after the Thanksgiving holiday, which they described as our first OB visit. Not sure what these “other” visits were called (perhaps “Ultrasound Seek and Find visits”), but once again we are looking forward to seeing how this little parasite (who has already made me late for work despite not being born yet) will have grown in 3 weeks…
On a side note, the last co-worker in my office is now aware of the situation, through no actions of my own. Someone “spilled the beans” to him, and he was subsequently “ratted out” by my “prison snitch” of a boss. Oh well. At least I don’t have to dance around anything anymore…
