Today we met Little Bean.
My stomach turned all night in anticipation or just sheer hormone overload. Whichever the case, I just couldn't wait for the alarm to go off and to jump into my clothes. It was an early morning appointment, and if you know Ryan, mornings aren't generally fun before several cups o'coffee.
This was going to be my official first appointment with MY doctor. I love my DOCTOR!!!
We finally make it into thee room. The room with the magical machine where we would first meet out little love. Ryan of course was writing down the machines specs whilst I just tried to control my breathing.
Then a knock and there was my doctor. I practically leaped at him as he entered. I gave him a huge hug. Small talk then waited for the moment some gel would be spread over my gut and search for Little Bean with that electrical wand.
This was not the case.
Apparently we were going to search for Little Bean via an "alternate" route! GULP. For my ladies who dread those annual visits with our OB's know this feeling. Men, I will spare you. But then, there he/she was on the screen to my right. I mean, there was this tiny little human with the quickest heartbeat on Earth. I had forgotten what the doctor was doing. Without sounding cheesy and cliche BUT too bad....it was magical. I quietly cried. My eyes lost all sense of tear control as Ryan, I believe, let out a sweet giggle.
It was official. I was pregnant.
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