So, I wish that I had an u/s machine here. I want to see my baby everyday. I want to know that he/she is still dancing and happy and all is good! I know, I know, I know that it is...but if I were alive when Jesus was, I'd be known as "Doubting Thomas". Not something that I am proud of, mind you, but something that I have just accepted as a part of who I am.
I like concrete evidence. I like to see with my own eyes.
I asked the doctor about the doppler and she strongly advised against it (which I knew she would) and DH is adamant that we aren't getting anything that is going to even POSSIBLY cause me stress. Heck, he didn't like that I started crying while watching "America's Got Talent" the other day....helllllloooo??? hormones???? I'm gonna cry at Charmin commercials!!
He thinks that me getting upset gets the baby upset. Dorky, but sweet! Plus, I am being spoiled right now, which is a nice plus!
But I feel great today and of course, I was fine for awhile with it....getting things done. Eating. Basic enjoyments of life ;), but then I started wondering.....(always the first step in a long process of mistakes!)
What if the u/s caused a problem? What if I did something when trying to get comfortable last night? What if I stretched too far, too hard?
Stupid and crazy, I know. But at least, I know that I'm still me ;)