Another life form detected!


That’s right, Darius and I are expecting another child. I am currently 9 weeks and 2 days pregnant, with a 40-week mark of 10/24/15 (I hate the term due date). We’re calling it “Bae” for now (get it? get it?). So far everything is going really well. I’m mostly just exhausted and have to pee…
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The worst kept secret

I swear, I am so bad at keeping this pregnancy anywhere close to a secret. Even though I’m only 8.5 weeks along, I’m just busting at the seams to tell everyone. With Little Prince I found out later into the pregnancy (5-6 weeks instead of 3 weeks). So I’ve been holding on to this secret for so much longer. Except I’m telling so many more people this time before I do the big announcement. I’ve told family on both sides already, and y’all, and a few of my secret FB groups, and most of my best friends, and a few people at work…and now, my manager. I was going to wait until our 1×1 on Monday, but I just couldn’t hold it in anymore. Now that we’ve seen the baby and heard the heartbeat, chance of anything going wrong is like 2%. I even made a cute pregnancy announcement. It’s taking all of my willpower not to post it publicly right now.


Life Form Detected Again!

Bae's First Picture

After yesterday’s visit with the midwives we confirmed that I was pregnant. But with the tilted uterus it was hard to see what was up with a belly ultrasound. So today I headed to the South location of the Birthing Center to have a dating ultrasound and make sure everything was looking good. Once again…
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(not) freaking out

I had my first midwife visit today. I brought some cupcakes that Little Prince and I made over the weekend to celebrate the fact that he is fully weaned at 3.75 years old.

Of course insurance is dumb and doesn’t want to cover anything as in-network. I’ll have to apply for a gap exception. I had to last time, so I’m too worried about it.

I got to see one of the midwives that already knew me from LP’s birth. We had a good talk, a good exam, the blood draw was easy, and she said that while my uterus was definitely bigger, just like last time it was tilted backwards so it was hard to get a read on anything.

This is where things went a bit weird. She wanted to do a quick stomach ultrasound just to double check everything. But just like last time it was hard to see anything with a stomach ultrasound. We did find something, which is good. But when she tried to measure it, it was measuring long for 7w3d (which is about where I’m at). Also there was this weird line next to it. And we couldn’t hear a heartbeat. So she wanted me to see the ultrasound tech to get it all checked out and make sure everything is normal and that the line isn’t anything weird (or a second one). But the u/s tech gave her notice today. So I was going to have to go to another place and get it done there. However, as I was checking out, an appointment opened up for tomorrow at the South location. Luckily I didn’t have any meetings for that time so I took it.

Then we went back to the exam room and finished the talk about all the things i have to do now that I’m pregnant and all the different tests that can be done, my nutrition, etc. The nice thing about being 35 is that some of the prenatal testing may be covered by insurance. Then I took my weight and peed in a cup (fun!) and checked out (see above).

So now I’m freaking out because what if something is wrong or if it is twins. If something is wrong I’ll be devastated. If it’s twins I don’t know what we’ll do because we’re going to have to scrape together and save just for another one. Also, I won’t be able to use the birthing center and that would make me sad. I’m sure it’s fine. If we could have done a transvag ultrasound right then I’m sure we would have seen that.

I’m also annoyed with myself because when the birthing center called a few weeks ago to schedule this appointment, they wanted to do it for next week. But I was so impatient to confirm everything that I lied and said that next week was too busy and could I come in this week instead. I bet if I had waited then the baby would be bigger and everything would have shown as just fine. So I feel like this freaking out is totally my own fault. :(

In other news, I’ve decided to call it Bae. Get it? I was going to call it Frolic, but I just wasn’t feeling that name as much. Also my sister assures me that bae is a very hip term right now.