An Experience with ManBearPig...

This had to of been THE shortest doctor’s appointment we’ve ever had.

We waited for the doctor for at least 20 minutes, while the actual appointment lasted less than 3 minutes.

No exaggeration.

Complete let down.

We didn’t really expect to have a long appointment, since usually they go through the usual routine (weight check, blood pressure check, answer any questions I have), and then Sarah comes in, b.s.’s with us for little bit, and checks the heartbeat, but with this being our first appointment with Dr. Silverstein, we expected something a little longer than 3 minutes.

The nurse brought us in, and like usual went through the usual stuff and told us the doctor would be in shortly. A short 20-25 minutes later, Dr. Silverstein came in.

Here is a breakdown of the appointment:

Doctor comes in.

Says hi.

Tells me to lay down.

Measures my stomach.

Feels around and tells us where her head and butt are (which was actually pretty neat).

Sticks the sonogram on my stomach for about 3.5 seconds to hear the heartbeat.

Asks us what we are doing for Thanksgiving.

Tells us to take my file to the front desk and says goodbye.

Doctor leaves.

She says nothing about who she is, asks nothing about who we are, doesn’t even say “Nice to meet you.” It was exactly what I thought it would be with her. Super rushy, because that’s exactly how she was with Kate’s delivery.

Ulgh.

And to top it off, Sarah didn't write in our chart that we were due for an ultrasound, so we didn't get one. They said they would talk to her about it, but they didn't see a reason for us to have one. Maybe I want to see my baby? Hello?!

A funny thing that came out of this appointment though is that Mike calls her ManBearPig because she had a mustache. Hilarious.

Oh well. Next time we meet with Dr. Miguel Bermeo. Hopefully he’ll turn out better and actually have a little bit of a conversation with us.

7 Months...Into the Final Home Stretch!...

Or for all my nerdy Sci-Fi friends, Into the Final Frontier.

Any way you look at it, I’ve hit the 3rd, and final, trimester. So far, every thing has been going pretty smooth. Baby and I are both healthy, I’ve had only a few bumps in the road, but nothing that is out of the ordinary in pregnancy, so it’s been great.

I have heard from multiple books and friends that the 3rd trimester is the worst. Basically everything bad that was experienced in the 1st trimester comes back, along with stuff that I haven’t had the joy of experiencing yet, like major heartburn, hemmoroids, hip pain, insomnia, etc. Hopefully I’ll just skip right past all that stuff, but we’ll see.

Another bit of good news…

I actually have a belly now! It’s not just a roll of sexy, sexy fat. It’s an actual baby belly!

Check Up!...

Today we had our regular every-two-week check up. It was nothing really special. We did find out the results of the glucose testing though. Everything is great! Sarah said that I’m still gaining weight at an awesome rate, and to stick with my water. We were hoping to get in for an ultrasound, but she said that we’d have to wait another half hour, but Mike wanted to get home for the Steelers game and I didn’t really feel like sitting in that room for another half hour (at least), so she said she would just schedule it for next time. We aren’t due for one until next week anyway, so it worked out.

When we went to schedule our next appointment, the appointment lady asked who we would like to schedule it with. Of course, we said Sarah, but she thought it would be a good idea to start meeting with the actual doctors since Sarah is just a nurse and wouldn’t be delivering our baby. So for our next appointment, we will meet Dr. Silverstein, who is the same doctor that delivered Felix for Kate. We’ll see how that goes I guess. I felt she was a bit rushy with Kate, but that could also be because Felix basically fell out of her. I’m hoping she’ll be different in an doctor’s office setting.