We had four weeks in between finding out that we were expecting via a handy home pregnancy test, but your always worried about that first appointment. The first ultrasound. My biggest fear at both of those types of appointments that I had were that they weren't going to find anything, that I would be empty. Besides having some nausea, I was not feeling pregnant at all. This only amplified my nervousness.
We knew it was going to be a long appointment so we took Noah to the YMCA, there is no way he would be an angel for more than 5-10 minutes. When we got to the "Women's Care" office we sat down, looked at some brochures. Our scheduled appointment time came, then 5 minutes later we were still waiting. 10 minutes...15 minutes. Come on already!! Finally my name is called and we are taken into a nice sized room with an ultrasound machine and a TV to see whatever the nurse sees. My husband and I have done this before, we kind of know what to expect. So the the nurse starts the ultrasound and all we see on the screen is blurry gray lines, nothing exciting. Stephen is actually excited too, he's sitting up on the edge of his chair holding my hand waiting to verify that we have another bundle of joy coming our way. At this point, I think this is happiest Stephen has been about our news. I'm sure that for a man, they obviously don't feel pregnant, so this is their time to know that there really is something there. However, this moment , although memorable doesn't last long.