I had an appointment with a midwife yesterday for the first time. I feel like I’ve seen every sort of practitioner under the sun so far, so might as well add a midwife to the mix, right?
I wasn’t really sure what to expect going in. They said she’d do a physical exam, and I figured maybe we’d get to hear the baby’s heartbeat with a Doppler. I didn’t have very high expectations because I assumed they’d keep it pretty simple since I’m seeing the perinatologist again next week.
Sitting in the waiting room, we could hear a heartbeat through the wall next to us. Catch noticed it first, and it went on for quite some time. Sometimes it would accelerate and then slow again—it was absolutely the sound of a baby’s beating heart. It made me incredibly anxious. My stomach did flip flops. My biggest fear was that there would be nothing to hear when it was our turn to go inside.
Fortunately, I didn’t have too long to fidget restlessly before my name was called.
First, I had a fun little meeting with the scale. The scale informed me that at 17 weeks, I’ve gained about 6.5 pounds, putting me at the high end of what I should be gaining (based on my pre-pregnancy BMI). It also crossed over to a number that I haven’t seen in a while and I was pretty bummed to have to see it written down. I knew it was coming, but it was sort of disappointing to be there already. I have been gaining weight a bit too easily since I stopped taking metformin. It’s been a difficult adjustment.
Then, we met the midwife. I absolutely loved her. She was the perfect mix of straightforward and caring. When she asked us if we’re married and we said yes, she told us how much she loves hearing that. Major points for her. She mentioned that she also runs a gestational diabetes clinic, so I talked to her about PCOS, my risk for GD, and got some diet tips from her.
Once the diet talk was done, she did a breast exam, took a peek at my cervix with the speculum, and then…
She turned on the ultrasound machine and won my undying affection.
Our little one looks fantastic. S/he was flipped backwards and showing us an adorable little baby butt. I thought baby faces were pretty cute in regular ultrasounds, but it turns out that baby booties take the cake. We also saw a flickering heart and heard a beautiful heartbeat. I felt like I could breathe for the first time in weeks.
We didn’t get any pictures this time. I’m not too disappointed though, because I also scheduled our big anatomy scan for next Friday. That means I only have 10 more days to wait until we find out if this little monster is a boy or a girl! I am so ridiculously excited.
In other news, we submitted the final bit of paperwork to a mortgage broker today, putting us one step closer to having an actual place to put this baby in July. Cross your fingers for us! I think the coming months are going to get crazy pretty quickly.