Once again it's time for the lovely (seemingly redundant) checkup with the doctor.
Seriously, I don't know why we spend our money to do these things. I mean we go in, we wait (and honestly, waiting is the LONGEST part of these visits), blood pressure and other assorted pokes and prods, doctor comes in, heartbeat, everything's "normal," and off we go.
Well, actually, off Tammie went. I unfortunately had a football game (yeah) last night, so I couldn't go (and I would have much rather gone with Tam to the doctor than the football game...). Thank god everything is "normal," because if there had been a problem last night, there was no way that I could have gotten home to be with Tammie, and that is what worried me the most.
And in reality, I do know why we go to these "seemingly redundant" doctor's visits. We go for the reassurance that everything IS "normal," that the baby and mother are healthy and doing well, and to hear that unbelievably fast heartbeat ("normal" though...everyone assures us it is "normal"). We also go to remind ourselves why we are having a kid and to dispel all those thoughts of, "Oh my God...what were we thinking?!" All it takes is a tiny heartbeat and a little kick (to Tammie, of coarse...I don't get kicked by the baby, just Tammie) to remind us why and makes us happy all over again.
Thanks again for your well wishes and prayers. Keep them up...they are working!
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