Today, I had a whole mixture of emotions going on. I had my 8-week ultrasound. And Little Bean is wonderful. Strong heartbeat, lots of new growth, everything is right on track. But I graduated tonight. I feel like this was a bittersweet evening for me. Dr. V (and Dr. S) have been absolutely amazing. I thank God for them, as they are responsible for assisting in my reproduction. I did start to get misty eyed when I thought about leaving the trusted hands I have been with since June. Dr. V is so patient and personal. He's not the dry, to the point doctor that gets old really quickly.
So now I go to my obstetrician in January. I trust Dr. H, he's the one who referred me to Dr. V in the first place. I know I will be still be in great hands. I am a little giddy about the whole thing, as it still seems so unreal. I think I'm in that place where one moment, I get it, I know it, I believe it. And then the next second, I pinch myself but I'm already awake. I guess it will really seem like my reality in a few more weeks, but right now, it's still this amazing dream that I feel like I will wake up from.
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