Tom came with me, even though he ended up missing an important meeting at work. (It had been canceled, then rescheduled.) It was good to have him there, even though he was on his iPhone the whole time we were waiting. (That sorta goes without saying, though.) We did all the boring stuff first - medical history, talked about the practice, weight, etc. Then she brought in a little ultrasound machine, and it was time for what we'd been waiting for.
It took a minute - she found my uterus, and the little guppy. But at first she didn't see the heart. I squeezed shut my eyes and prayed. Which means I missed it when she said that the baby was moving all around. Then she found the heartbeat, and I got to see the guppy for a minute. No pictures yet, but that's okay. The little one is swimming in there and I am happy. As far as we can know, all is well.
I'm still tired. Tai was home from school today - he got pinkeye yesterday afternoon and the school called me to pick him up. Even though the doctor said he wouldn't be contagious after two treatments, they didn't want him back for 24 hours. So we had a good day together - bummed around the neighborhood, played basketball in our backyard, played with trains. Went to the playground after his nap. I napped with him - both of us slept for more than three hours. And even though it's only 10:30, I am about ready for bed.
Poor kid was having a rough night last night, too. He came to bed with us around 1, but was so restless neither he nor I could really sleep. He kept saying 'no, no' and thrashing around. Finally he started crying and said his head and throat and mouth hurt. I gave him some tylenol and we rocked for about 20 minutes. Fortunately we both went to sleep around 2:30 and slept until almost 7. I think he's feeling better tonight, but if he starts crying about a sore throat tonight, I might make another pediatrician appointment. Strep has been going around his school. I know he likes school, and it's good for him, and he can catch stuff at the playground too... but damn! The petri-dish effect of preschool is brutal.
Fortunately the queasiness has backed off some. It was never bad - but I had several good days in a row. Today was a little rougher, but still not bad.
I can't wait until I feel the baby move. And to find out whether guppy is a boy or a girl. Impatience!