Update on my Dr.s appointment

I went in thinking they would be doing an ultrasound. I was so excited! It was a bit disappointing to find out that I have to wait until I am 20 weeks to have an ultrasound done. She doesn't see any sense in "burdening" the health care system with ultrasounds that are just to see a blob. Whatever. (I was crushed). Then she did an internal, Apparently I look pretty good inside (ewww) but then the bleeding started again, she said I have NOTHING to worry about as far as the bleeding goes. I have a sensitive cervix, and she said I am likely to bleed all through my pregnancy. Then onto the Doppler to hear the heartbeat!!! Yay I was so excited.. She found it almost right away listened for about 10 beats then stopped and asked me if we have a history of twins in our families. I told her Chris does... She commented that she was hearing "an echo" and that rather than have me come back at 20 weeks she wants me back at 16 and she will requisition the ultrasound then. She said sometimes the echo can happen because of the position but she said there may be a possibility of twins... The colour drained from my face...

OMG- Now I have to wait another month with that on my mind...

The bottom line is that the baby(ies) doing fine the heart beat was 169 which she said was nice and strong. This jelly tot is sticking around!

An old funny story.....

This is one of those stories that has you laughing for years to come. It happened when I was about 13. My family had gone to pick apples and the next day my dad decided he would play Martha Stewart and bake some apple pies when my mom was at work. He peeled, sliced etc for hours prepping 4 pies. Just before he added the crust he decided to sprinkle some brown sugar all over the tops. This was at a time when my mom was a huge BULK shopper and everything was in the same type of container. 30 minutes into the baking process I came out and could smell chicken.. mmm!

Of course my dad said I was nuts because there was no way I was smelling chicken, that I smell apples. So I went to the kitchen and sniffed inside the oven... I could see pies but smelled chicken.

I called my Dad and insisted I was right, and that something MUST be wrong. He pulled them out of the oven and sheepishly agreed that he too could smell chicken.

Turns out the "brown sugar" was Shakin' Bake..Gross!

We have NEVER and will never let him live that down.

In other news tomorrow we have an appointment with our OB to do all the critical checks and to determine why I have been bleeding. I am scared and on edge still, and praying for a heartbeat. I'll post an update tomorrow later in the day.

Love,

Coleen
XOXOXOXOXO