Sigh of Relief

Went to the doctor yesterday. After being chided for not drinking enough water to fill my bladder (to be fair, I had only one hours' notice and she didn't tell me I'd have to drink like an entire ocean), I had an internal ultrasound - and we got to see our baby for the first time. It was so amazing. Baby has a good strong heartbeat (153 bpm) and two arms and two legs. Baby is flying solo in his or her uterine world, which I'll admit is a relief (though DH was disappointed).

The only bad thing they saw was a cyst on my right ovary, which they said might be causing the bleeding. But they're not concerned about it - the nurse said that my body will likely just absorb it. (Good thing).

So all is well. The nurse said that at 8 weeks, with a strong heartbeat, the likelihood of something going wrong is pretty low, so we've starting telling people. I told my dad ("I'm going to be a grand-pappy!"), DH told his mom ("Oh dear, one more thing for me to worry about"), and we told other family members and friends from school. DH really likes just springing it on people. It's awesome. He's very excited now, especially since we saw the baby.

We told our small group last night - that was fun. We have an icebreaker every week, and I suggested that we talk about a book we're currently reading. I was last, and I mentioned a couple of my casebooks, and... "What to Expect When You're Expecting!" All the girls started squealing, and once they figured out what was going on, the guys were excited too. It was tons of fun.

So, overall it turned out to be good.