GP Visit #1 (and a mean-sounding rant at the end)

We went to see the GP last night and he didn’t even do his own test and took us at our word that we are pregnant. See why I love my doctor? :) So this is what happens now...


Tomorrow (Friday) I will go do my quantitative HCG blood test to get a count of HCG, which can help determine how far along I am. Then I can call the practice on Monday to speak to the doctor and get the results. There won’t be much I can gleam from this results, but at least some numbers may help to reassure us...

Later next week, I’ll go for my ultrasound for dating and to check if everything is alright. Normal for a clomid-assisted pregnancy. I’ll probably book it for Saturday, so that husband can come with me :) it’ll be so exciting :) I wish we could go sooner! But it’s to make sure I’ll be far along enough to actually detect something. I’ll be even more worried if I went in early and couldn’t see anything cos Baby A is still too tiny...

Next week we also need to go and tour the maternity hospitals and birth centres that we shortlist, decide on one, choose an OB from their list, and then go back to our GP for a referral. At the same time GP will also give me the results on the ultrasound. If we can’t choose our OB in such a short period of time (and no one would wanna see me this early on anyway), then we’ll just go to GP and get the ultrasound results, and deal with the OB referral at a later date. Ideally we book in the sooner the better cos apparently they book up quite fast, but can’t rush these things... Plus husband insists that i’m stressing too much and if i continue like this, i’ll be affecting Baby A. So GO AWAY STRESS DEMON!!!

I can’t help but worry constantly about Baby A, about whether he or she is safe in there, whether he or she is growing well enough. Whenever I wake up in the morning feeling fine and not nauseous, i freak out for a moment thinking that something has happened to Baby A. We watched The Time Traveller’s Wife 2 nights ago, and I was crying like a baby at the end of it. I would love to do as Clare did if I can make it possible – “If stress is what’s making this baby travel, I will give this baby the most serene and peaceful gestation on this planet.” If stress will affect the survival and growth of Baby A, I shall aim to give him or her as peaceful and stress-free a gestation as I possibly can. I know myself and I know it’s not gonna be totally possible, but trying is the first step right? It would help if you have nothing good to say, just don’t say anything. Remember that this is my baby, and this is Jude’s baby... our child and you have no say over what we do or don’t do, what we should or shouldn’t do. I’m hormonal and worried most of the time, and the tiniest of things piss me off massively, so think before you say anything. This is about me and Baby A, not you or your life. Think about that.

Ok rant over. Pardon me.



Hey there little one,
as usual, stay safe :)
mummy and daddy can’t wait till we finally get to see you next week!