I am pretty sure everyone can agree with me that going to the
doctor isn’t an exciting thing to do. However that all changes when you get
pregnant. When I had my first ultra sound at Sanford Women’s I was excited and
nervous. I was hoping that all 10 of my pregnancy tests were accurate and that
not only would there be something tiny growing inside me but that the tiny
thing was healthy.
I starred at my husband for what felt like hours as Dr. Kappenman
examined me. I had this unsure butterfly feeling in my stomach hoping for the
best but knowing the possibilities of things not working out the way I wanted
them too. Dr. Kappenman finally said the
words “you’re pregnant and everything looks good”.
That was the happiest I have ever felt, well almost. It
takes a close second place to how I felt on my 6
th
positive pregnancy
test.
Today I had my 20 week ultrasound. I already knew I was
having a boy so I was mostly excited to see close up images of him growing. I
was also excited to receive that reassurance that everything was okay from my
doctor. Anyone who has ever been pregnant before knows that feeling of constant
worry that runs through you. You want to make sure your baby is getting
everything they need and that they are healthy. My baby apps say that I should
feel him kicking around now. I haven’t felt anything yet so of course that
worry was on my mind. Right away the technician brought me to the back put the
warm gel on my tummy and *BOOM* baby. Moving and healthy. It was exciting to
see his little lips, nose, arms, legs and vital organs all looking the way they
should. The technician was also able to confirm his gender with his healthy set
of OO. The rest of the ultrasound was full of laughs and smiles as my husband
and I got to explore our little boy and see all the progress he has made.
After the ultrasound we sat down with Dr. Kappenman and he
went through the results with my husband and I. He repeated my new favorite
word “Normal”, over and over again. For the second time this morning I felt a
surge of reassurance and it felt sooo good! Dr. Kappenman said that the baby
was in the 98 percentile for size and after seeing the ultrasound pictures I decided
to chalk it up to the baby having my husbands giant head.
As I sit here now typing my blog with a smile on my face,
looking back on my morning ultrasound and all the happy “normal” ‘S that I heard,
my smile starts to fade away as a thought popped into my head.
Somehow, some way this BIG baby has to come out of me………
