This is the first of many entries into a new span of my life.
I call it the Baby Bunch Chronicles. I hope you enjoy.
Vickie and I went to the OB/GYN today and we got to ask all kinds of questions to our doctor/midwife. It turned out to be quite the ecstatic experience. I don’t know why but for some reason I was not excited about this beforehand. Maybe it was nerves. Maybe it was my anxiousness to know about the health of our baby. Either way, I was not as excited about this as I could have ,or probably should have, been.
We had to wait outside in the waiting room which always makes me anxious and talkative. Vickie had to tell me a couple times to hush because I was, in her words, “letting all the other people in on our conversation.” I guess I am more open than most people. Oh well.
After the waiting game, we went in and did some tests. All turned out great. Positive or negative, depending on the best outcome. (Having something turn out negative makes me feel like Michael Scott on the Office when he was told that Kevin’s skin cancer test came back negative. Michael started crying because he thought Kevin was a goner.)
Then the doctor/midwife pulled a little baby monitor thing (not the technical title) and put it on Vickie’s stomach. She showed us Vickie’s heartbeat which was at about 80 (my baby is perfect). Then she showed us a heartbeat that was at about 180 and that sounded like a humming bird. The doctor/midwife said that it was chirping. I could swear that she said “their heartbeats,” meaning twins but Vickie says that I was hearing things. Time will tell. Please not twins. I can’t handle a dog right now much less two kids.
Hearing a little heartbeat is awesome. My dad said that it is a life-altering moment. I can’t believe that God let Vickie and I have this. The doctor/midwife told us that our baby (too soon to tell for the gender) is healthy. She was even a little surprised that she could hear the heartbeat that loud and clear almost instaneously. If you know me, my baby is going to be a loud and vocal kid. It was like Baby Bunch was saying, “Sorry world, hear me roar.”
More to come.