The Banker and I met at the doctor's today, medical records in hand, both a bit nervous. We'd reason to be. We were meeting my new doctor for the first time. And we were anxiously awaiting some answer, some sense that everything was going to be okay.
The new doctor was friendly, young, knowledgeable and very approachable. She went through the litany of precautions and concerns and admitted that it may be too early to find what we were looking for. Nevertheless, she took the electronic equipment and began circling it over my belly.
Then there it was. Finally. A rapid-fire heartbeat. 168 beats a minute. The doctor grew animated and couldn't help gushing, "So strong! This means your chance of miscarriage drops to one to two percent."
After the weeks of stress, illness, pain, and panic-inducing spotting, she gave us the hope we'd been waiting for. That this new little one may be sticking around for the long haul.
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i am SO HAPPY for you, and to hear that everything is okay. i've been worried about you and praying for you. and i will continue to pray for this new blessing in your life.
:)
welcome back, too.
Congratulations!
We went through a few weeks of very disconcerting symptoms and then saw a doctor who told us almost word for word what your doctor told you.
And then we saw Thomas' heartbeat (also 168 bpm).
And we all know how he turned out (so far).
Am very happy for you, and am wishing you and the Banker peace and joy over the next few months.
Cause once the lil kid comes out, you won't be having much of either for a while. ;-)
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Yay! Congratulations!
You're fortunate in this case, certainly. I hope he is around for the "long haul" as you say. At least the doctor was able to give you the answers, and subsequently the peace, you sought.
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