In article one I got a spine and we took care of some nature. In article two Lorisa had the best potty experience of her life. But we still weren't talking about the baby.
It was like our pitcher was throwing a no-hitter and we didn't want to jinx it. We wanted to be really really REALLY sure, so we made an appointment with our OB/GYN. Well, she's not my OB/GYN because I'm, uh, not GYNy, but you know what I mean.
Our doctor is very nice. She patiently answered our list of questions (and we had an actual list). Then, the moment of truth arrived. They turned on the ultrasounder (sonogramatic?) and stuck the bar-code-scanning thing on Lorisa's belly (it turns out her uterus was on sale that week).
And there it was. A teeny tiny circle.
We were very excited to see the baby. Except that wasn't the baby. It was the sac of fluid and whatnot around the baby. The actual baby wasn't even visible. But it was good enough for us. We could now talk openly talk about the baby. Baby Sac.
How's It Going? We're Having A Baby.
It was fun telling everyone the good news. We told my parents and my sister in person and they were quite happy for us. Lorisa's family and my brothers live out of town so we had to tell them over the phone, but it was still very cool. We made sure none of our friends knew until our families did first. I like to keep the secrets.
There's been somewhat of a baby boom among our circle of friends in recent months so everyone thought we were next in line any way. All the women claimed they knew Lorisa was pregnant and tried to explain what tipped them off. Apparently all ladies turn into psychics when babies are involved.
Have A Heart
We began our regular check-ups with the doctor. Did you know obstetricians can't count? I learned the first day of pregnancy is the beginning of a woman's last menstrual cycle, or two weeks before the baby exists. What's the point of that? But I suppose if Jesus can be born four years Before Christ, our kid can be conceived two weeks into his or her gestation period.
On our second doctor visit we didn't get a picture but we got to hear some sound. If a normal heartbeat sounds like this: buh-dum…..buh-dum…..buh-dum….. A 10-week old womb-dweller's heart sounds like this: dddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd. They must be in a hurry to grow some toenails and stuff.
Cover Your Wallet
I learned a new term for extortion and it's "selling baby products." We just spent fifty bucks on a pregnancy pillow. Yes, it's big and contoured so the expectant woman can sleep peacefully, but $50 for a pillow? You'd think for that price it'd get you glasses of water in the middle of the night.
But that's part of the fun when…and I have no problem saying it now…. We're having a baby.