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Calgary Visit @ 24 weeks

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24 weeks
Our morning started a little earlier than the others.  The doctor asked me to be at the clinic between 9:30 and 10:00 a.m. so we dropped Nola off at day home around 7:45.  Yawn!  We were a little concerned of the roads because over coffee we heard the radio talk about all the black ice and cars in the ditch...  But the trip has to be made and it's nothing my husband can't handle :)

Off we went, and we made good time.  I think we counted 2 or 3 drivers in the ditch but that was it and we sailed smoothly on to Calgary actually getting there about 9:30.  It was looking good for a quick and easy day.

Kevin dropped me off at the front doors and I went in to the appointment.  He was going across the street to fill up on washer fluid, grab a coffee and join me after.  I wasn't sure if I'd have to wait long since they did double book to see me and sometimes that creates problems, but the wonderful nurse put me in to a room right away and grabbed the doctor from the hallway to do it lickety split!  Awesome.  I think I spoke to her all of 5 minutes.  My meds are doing great; everything they're supposed to.  I feel like a million bucks.  We're on the right track.  Wham bam, thank you Ma'am.  And she said, "Come back when you're 32 weeks.  If I have any concerns I'll just call you!"  Totally awesome!  And I was done.  Just in time for Kevin to come back to the parking lot and not buy a parking ticket!

Although my appointment for the ultrasound wasn't until 11 and it was only 10 we thought we would go over anyway and hope to get in a little early.  No such luck.  We waited until 11, and then 11:30.  I finally asked, "Am I still on the list for an ultrasound?"  The receptionist reassured me, oh yes yes, and that it'd only be another few minutes.  Well, 20 minutes later another receptionist looked at me and said, "What was your name?"  Uh oh.  Yup, not booked in properly and waiting that whole time...for nothing...not awesome.  Can't get mad; wouldn't help.  Got ushered in right away to find:

The baby's growth is great.  Her heart was beating steady at 57/58.  She was kicking up a STORM.  Giving the tech a good couple stomps.  Her heart muscles look strong.  Merry Christmas.  Thank you very much.  And we were gone.

It might begin to seem a little routine, but it still unnerving not knowing how things are really going inside of you and if you're baby is alright.  Maybe it's not that it's routine, as it is a little more familiar (my emotions and thoughts as well as procedure).

Anyway, GREAT DAY.  We stopped and got some McDonald's.  Yuck!  And headed for home to get Nola.

When we got home she "helped" wrap presents...and then "helped" make cookies.  Helping make cookies is actually lying on the floor and scattering Sergeant's food all over the kitchen floor and then putting it in his water dish.  Sigh.  Love her.

And this is how Nola wears 'big girl panties'... :S

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