A Valentine's Day to Remember

February 14, 2008 marks not only my sister-in-law Sara's birthday and Valentine's Day, but it was the date of our second appointment with the Doc to get a check on Baby B.

Eager beavers that we are, we were Doc's first appointment of the day-- 7:45am. With the standard weigh-in, blood pressure reading and urine sample done, the nurse asked us if we were ready to hear the baby's heartbeat.

She pressed this little wand over my abdomen, and sure enough, we hear this loud, fast, "Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh." She said everything sounded normal, and that the beats were at a healthy pace.

Already off to a good start, in came Doc to show us how Baby B has progressed as almost 12 weeks of age.

This month's ultrasound was external--much more comfortable for me, and Corey too. On the screen appeared this little creature-- no more big blobs! We could see a head, an eye socket, hands, feet. It was so cool! Most women are moved to tears when they first see the little human growing inside them, but my reaction was more of a 7 year-old boy on Christmas morning. "Wow! That's awesome! I can't believe it! Keep going, keep going!"

After the ultrasound, Doc allowed plenty of time for questions, knowing that we had a ton last time. This visit, however, we only had a few questions prepared:

Q1. How 'bout that glass of wine we talked about last month?
(Answer Yes. Go for it, but just for one evening. I love my doctor!)

Q2. Highlights, are they a go yet?
(Answer Yes. Go nuts. I really love my doctor!)

Q3. Can I take anything stronger than Tylenol for headaches?
(Answer Yes. I was upgraded to Motrin. Did I say that I love this man?)

With such good news, this was certainly a Valentine's Day to remember!