OB visit at 13 weeks

It seems like I'm always at the doctor's office these days! Between my OB, Perinatal specialist, Endocrinologist, and Nutritionist... Steve & I have a very busy schedule. Although we love the fact that I get more sonograms done than most women! Today the doctor says I'm 13 weeks and I'm just gonna go with it... So far, she says that I'm progressing very nicely!

The beginning of my baby bump!


We were trying to see if we could detect the sex of the baby but FBF had a different idea! He/She had a hand over the area and the legs stretched out as if to say "Hee hee I'm not tellin!"

So confused...

I have no idea how far along I am! I have had two different techs within a week take two different sonograms with two different results... There is a discrepancy of a week and two days time. Huh??? That makes it difficult to know when I am safely out of the first trimester, hard to know when to tell people, and it makes following the pregnancy time line impossible! So at this point, on July 19th, I am either 11 weeks, 6 days OR starting my 13th week. Hopefully they figure it out before I go into labor!

The first of many prenatal exams

When I called to make an appointment with my OB/GYN, I told the receptionist that I thought I was pregnant. She asked me if I took a pregnancy test. I told her, "I took 3". She said, "You're pregnant." While she definitely made me laugh, I knew I needed more scientific proof! I went to the doctor that Thursday where my pregnancy was confirmed and they made an appointment for a thorough prenatal visit for that Monday. Steve and I went in Monday morning where I had my first sonogram! It was INCREDIBLE... there's a BABY in there!! Sometimes it's hard to believe something until you see it for yourself. Turns out the baby was 8 weeks, 6 days along at that point. I was already over halfway through my first trimester! This made me very happy for two reasons... I was that much closer to being able to share the news with others and I was almost to a safe(r) point in the pregnancy. I had blood work done and a counseling session and given information for a specialist and a nutritionist to see for my Diabetes. My OB/GYN didn't want to take any chances with my high risk pregnancy. Looks like any free time I have will be spent with one of many doctors! However, it's all for a good cause... When we showed off the sonogram to the family, my mom coined a new phrase that will be used from here on out: FBF (Future Baby Ferrara) :)

Telling the family

We couldn't wait to tell my parents that they were going to be grandparents again! Steve took a picture of me holding the two pregnancy tests, then we emailed the picture to my parents. I called them Father's Day morning pretty much immediately after we found out. I said Happy Father's Day to my dad and he commented on how early it was in CA. I told him that I knew he'd be up so I wanted to call early because we were going to be busy that day. I tried very casually to ask him if he had checked his email yet that day. He said he would check it later and I was insistent that he check it NOW. He handed the phone over to my mom who talked to me while my dad retrieved his email on his phone. As I was talking to my mom, my dad pulled up the email and tried to open the attachment... I was bursting out of my skin with excitement. The next thing I hear is my dad saying, "She's holding two sticks." My mom says, "What do you mean she's holding two stiiii... oh! OH!! Congratulations!" she screamed. My dad said it was the best Father's Day gift I could have given him.
Next we called Steve's brother John. In true John fashion, he was more subdued but was very excited for us and told us congratulations and Mazel Tov repeatedly. I wanted to wait to tell my sisters until it was confirmed by the doctor on Thursday but that seemed light years away. Both Andrea and Debi screamed and said that were very happy for me and excited to have a new niece or nephew on the way. I wanted to wait to tell my own niece and nephew as well as my stepdaughter until I was further along and "out of the woods". It felt amazing to tell family about our news... but I am still SO excited to tell my friends! But they will have to wait...

What the What???

It all started when I felt nauseous... For several weeks, I felt sick almost every day. I chalked it up to my Diabetes as I usually did because my medications and fluctuating blood sugars would sometimes make my stomach churn. Then one day, I said to Steve that I really wasn't feeling well and maybe I should go to the doctor. He said, "Do you think maybe you're pregnant?" Honestly, it was something I hadn't even thought about! When I have thought that in the past, the pregnancy tests would have a negative result. We bought them any way and I said that I would test the next morning.
The next day was Father's Day! Ironic, don't ya think? I took one pregnancy test before he woke up... I passed with flying colors!!! The look of shock on my face was priceless I'm sure and I was excited, happy, nervous, and cautious all at the same time. I knew that these things come up false positive all the time so I vowed that I would test again the next time I had to use the bathroom. I didn't say anything to Steve yet when he woke up because I wanted to take the second test first. I kissed Steve good morning, gave him his Father's day gifts (a plug in video game system that has Pac Man and Dig Dug on it! Yankees tickets for the game that day!) He was so happy that he didn't think to ask me if I took the pregnancy test. While he was playing the video game, I took the second test... positive again! I couldn't wait to tell Steve any longer.
I felt like a teenager. My guy playing video games in the bedroom while I'm freaking out in the bathroom. I brought the two sticks into Steve and said, "I have one more present for you"... I put the sticks in his hand. I wish I had recorded the look on his face! He looked at the sticks, then at me repeatedly. He was so happy as he hugged and kissed me. What a great Father's Day!!