October 22, 2012

This particular Monday was the second appointment for my little one.  Today was Brian's first day at his new job, so he couldn't come to the appointment.  My mom had already made plans with me to bring my meemaw and come to my visit.  I got to the office by 3:15 and sat in the waiting room.  It's always fun to look at other people and wonder what their stories are.  First, an Indian couple caught my attention.  The petite woman was covered head to toe.  She had on a head scarf, long pants and a long jacket, with her little belly barely poking out.  She kept drinking water like she was doing to become dehydrated.  I then realized she had not yet given a "sample" and she was trying to make herself have to "go".  Yes, every single visit you must give a "sample".  How fun is that, especially when you don't have to pee!  

I also noticed a woman with a small baby, just born, along with a stroller of two kids.  All the kids looked under the age of 2.  WOW was all I could think in my head as the two in the stroller kept screaming and crying.  Just seeing this scene made everything so real.  Because as of right now, it doesn't really seem real.  There's no feeling inside, I can't tell that the baby is there.  It just all feels like a dream right now.  

I was finally called back to my room, where my mom and meemaw accompanied me to hear the heartbeat.  As soon as she put the doppler on my stomach, it picked the heartbeat up immediately.  I can hear my baby's heart beating strong! (153 bpm)  I looked at my meemaw, who was beaming proudly.  She is so excited for her first great-grandchild!  I looked at my mom, and saw the excitement all over her face.  This will be her first grandchild.  She has been looking forward to this time in her life ever since Brian and I got married.  And it's finally here.  I feel that this baby is going to be a miracle for our family.  

My mom has a vast amount of health problems.  She's had diabetes since before I was born and it's taken a toll on her body.  She had open heart surgery over a year ago, and is still recovering from the aftermath of it all.  My meemaw is fighting stage 4 breast cancer that has spread to her bones.  She is so weak and brittle right now, I've never seen her this way.  I believe the excitement of this baby will somehow help to bring up their spirits and maybe give them both something to think about other than their illnesses.  I can only hope.  I need my mom.  I need her help.  I want her help.  I want her to be able to enjoy her grandchild fully.  I pray this to God, and only He knows the future.  

My next appointment is November 20!