I got my hair done last weekend. I was trying to wait a bit more to be ultra safe with the chemicals and pregnancy and everything else, but I couldn't wait any longer, and I really don't think it's a serious risk, anyway. So, as I walk in the door in my super-cool new fall color -- think auburn and blonde (and if I can get a picture taken of me where I don't look like a hippo, I'll post it)...I look out the window to see a wonderful sight...
A flower delivery truck is pulling up to my house! I got all giddy...someone sent me flowers?? It took all my will power to not throw open the door and shout, "Gimmee, Gimmee, Gimmee," before the poor guy had time to climb my steps. I waited until he rang the door bell to open the door, and this is what I saw...
My dear friends, Shell and Terry, sent me this wonderful arrangement congratulating me on Little Major. Thanks so much, guys...I love it!!!
I had my doctor's appointment yesterday...and I managed to drag B with me. The doctor was running behind (about an hour behind, to be exact), so I was a little irritated by the time we got called back. Good thing I love my doctor so much because my attitude changed as soon as she walked in the room.
On the agenda for the day was to listen for the heartbeat and to do the oh-so-fun pelvic exam. B insisted on hearing the heartbeat first so that he could beat it out of there ASAP...and what do you know? The doc said that many many hubbies have the same reaction, which kinda surprised me.
So, up on the table goes I, and what do you know...I heard my baby's heart beat!! Doc said it sounded perfect, and was beating at 157 beats/minute. The doc also said that I was pooching out a little more than she expected to see at 11 weeks, and I told her that it was either because my bladder was full (from waiting in the lobby for an hour!) or I was carrying twins. She asked if twins ran in our family, and when I said I didn't know (B is adopted), but I'd been praying for twins she didn't even pause and scheduled me for a sonogram next Tuesday. Yay!
That's what I was wanting all along...another sono so that we could see something besides a little speck on the screen. Now, I'm working on getting B to go to another appointment with me with less than a week in between. I think I can do it, though. New pictures of Little Major in less than a week...stay tuned!