8w2d – Tiny Heart Beating!

I have been SICK as a dog lately. I don’t want to get into the details, but suffice to say that food isn’t really staying with me very well. I must have picked up a bug in Canada when I was just there for work. I didn’t think much of it, until I looked in the books to see if I could take anything (I can’t). Then I looked up what it means to pregnancy. The book was very clear – if you’re having three bowel movements of a certain consistency a day, go to the doctor.

It was a mess trying to get to the OB – she didn’t want to see me. To be fair, my regular doc doesn’t work on Mondays. So I was going to a different doctor. She didn’t understand why I wanted the baby checked out. But she reluctantly made me an appointment anyway. I did not care for that attitude, but that’s a topic for a different post. The good news is that she was right – the baby was fine! But I needed that confirmation myself.

So I got to see and hear Pecan’s tiny heart beating! It was amazing! I know that this is the second time that I am going through this, but the miracle of life is still so awe inspiring! It seems such a rare, special thing to create life. I know that lots of people do it every day, but I am still so impressed by it.

It’s amazing how worried I became that there was something wrong. In fact, I became convinced that there was something wrong. It was so reassuring to get to see my tiny baby on the sonogram screen. I know I will have other worries and bumps along the way over the next 32 weeks – that’s a given. Hopefully I can handle them a bit better. I was a hysterical mess this time!