The dreaded call (I've been expecting)

So, my OB called all over to find me today. When I didn't answer my cell, she called Rob and she called his job, and then she called me over and over again. I finally woke up and answered her and she expressed her concerns over my thyroid level. She said she'd never seen anyone with levels as messed up as mine. I told her about my PCM doctor yelling at me and then raising my dosage and she said that's a big no no and she doesn't trust him (simply because he yelled at me and unjustly accused me of not taking my meds). So, she put in a consult for me to be seen by a thyroid specialist. This means, more out of town trips for me. She also finally put me in to be seen by the high risk doctor who's going to be taking over my care starting next week. I'll be 10 weeks pregnant next tuesday and we're debating on when to tell the rest of the family. My side will know at Thanksgiving. Rob's side, well, I'm leaving that up to him. I understand he's being cautious, so he probably won't say anything before Christmas. We'll see though.

The day after......

So, Rob and I went all the way down to Wilmington to see Dr. P. He said that I'd scared the shit out of him. It was a pretty scary night. The bleeding has slowed down and almost stopped, so that's good. Of course I'm only a little relieved. I can't seem to relax at all. This whole pregnancy this is super scary. I'm at 9 weeks and 2 days and I have 31.5 weeks left to go (28 if we go to 37 weeks).
I've been laying in bed since we got home from the doctor. Rob was smiling so big when the tech and the doctor did the ultrasound. The baby's growing and getting cuter. When we heard the heartbeat, he went from smiling to cheesing! What a dork! The tech printed out a picture and handed it to me, and I gave it to him while I got dressed and he was staring at it, just smiling away. He really wants this baby, so hopefully he gets it. Right now, I'm just taking it one day at a time, hoping to make it to the second, then the third trimester.

Yet another scare!

Goodness! I just got back from the ER not too long ago. They were ready to do a blood transfer and everything because I'm bleeding (I'm on blood thinners). I started bleeding late last night and it got heavier this morning. We did an ultrasound and saw the baby with a heartbeat. Dr. couldn't figure out the machine to get the beats per minute figured out. Anyway, I was put on bedrest until I talk to my doctor, who's more than likely going to agree since I'm high risk. I talked to the nurse in my doctor's office and they want to see me first thing tomorrow morning. So we'll see what happens.

Meet the parents!

We met on May 28th, 1999 outside of Club H2-O in Jacksonville, Florida. Of course it was fate. Neither of us wanted to go out that night and we were dragged out by our friends. We didn't see each other all night, yet when we were in the parking lot, one thing led to another and I gave Rob my phone number. He called me a week later, and the rest is history! We moved in together on January 16, 2000 and we got married on October 4, 2000.
We're a loving couple. We love each other with a passion that no one understands. Sometimes it looks like we hate each other (and we kind of do) because as they say, "It's a thin line between love and hate". We fight, and when we fight, it gets ugly. We both do dumb things, and people outside of the two of us don't understand the things we go through with each other. Neither of us are innocent (though I'm a little more innocent than Rob. LOL) but we understand each other and we know each other like no one else.
We love to travel. We're actually planning a trip around the world soon! We just need to save up a little more money for that. As of now, though, we take a trip every year. We're in the middle of planning our 2010 trip (probably another cruise at Christmas), but for spring of 2011, we're already planning on going back to Orlando to check out the newest rides at Universal studios. We're also planning a summer R.V. trip around the country to check out all of the National Monuments. We want to see everything!
My husband is a big baby, but he's also my Superman. At home, he's a cute, nerdy guy who sits in front of his Playstation all night, but when he puts on his uniform (He's a Marine), he's off to save the world, just like Superman.
People call me spoiled, and I am.... a little. I earn my keep though. I don't get where everyone thinks that I don't cook and clean. I'm constantly cooking for my husband and cleaning, well, I do it once a week, but I keep my house well straightened out. I don't dust though! That's just icky and toilets are up to Rob, but I rotate taking out the trash. Everything else is on me, otherwise my house would be nasty and full of roaches and rats! Eww!!
I'm about to FINALLY graduate with a degree in Psychology. No clue what I'm going to do with it yet, but I need to figure it out soon. Rob's getting ready to retire from the military and yes, I agreed to be the bread winner while he gets to go to school. Right now, that's how I earn my money! The military pays for my school, I get Pell Grants and discounted tuition, and the rest goes to me! That's a few thousand dollars per term back into my pockets! Yay! All of this and ZERO student loans!
Rob wants to be an Engineer, so when he retires, he's going to do his 4 years (well, actually he only has 2 left) and then he'll find another job. With a double income, we should be rolling in it!
That's about it. We've been together for over 10 years, married for a little over 9, and hopefully, expecting our first little baby!

Miserable

My goodness am I miserable! I've been having morning sickness.... Well, evening/night sickness ever since week 7! I haven't puked yet, but my goodness am I miserable. I was concerned at first because I felt nothing but sore breasts. I wished for a little nausea to let me know things are okay with the baby. Well, they're right. Be careful what you wish for!!!
It's hard for me to get in the full gallon of water that I'm supposed to drink daily. I drink half a gallon and supplement the rest with gatorade. Rob's still rubbing my belly and talking to peanut. He kisses her everyday before he leaves for work. It's so cute. I just pray that the baby sticks this time so that he can kiss her little face for real before leaving for work.
Yes, you'll see that I refer to the baby as "She" or "Peanut" all the time. We both think that we're having a girl, but we'll be surprised and just as happy with a boy. We already have the girl name picked out and it's nothing that everyone would expect. It's a beautiful, classic name and I love it! If it's a boy, I want to name him after Rob, but he doesn't want a third. So, we have 3 names that we're bouncing around and we'll settle on one later.
Either way, this is going to be one spoiled child! We don't want to spoil her, but we won't be able to help it for the first few years. I already have the nursery picked out (yep, tons of money there), and the stroller that I want, and of course we're going to be ordering personalized blankets, pacifiers, and other items with the baby's name stitched or engraved into it. I got this idea from Rob because everything he buys me he has engraved with my initials. I love it!
Rob got me this beautiful necklace from Tiffany's for our anniversary and I'm planning to buy myself a matching bracelet. I'm also going to get one for the baby if it's a girl and we're going to start collecting charms! Isn't that a cute idea?!?
As far as the family goes, no one knows about the pregnancy besides my mom, sister, and baby brother. Oh, and handful of friends, and Peanut's Godmother, Rose. We're going to announce the pregnancy to the rest of the family when we get to the second trimester. We might do something cute like put the latest ultrasound picture in a frame, but who knows. If we put it on myspace, everyone will figure it out just as fast and inexpensively.

8 weeks and 3 days

So, Dr. P wants to see me every Friday until my second trimester or until my Tricare approval runs out. So that'll put me at the middle of November, even though my second trimester doesn't start until the week of Thanksgiving. Rob wasn't with me for my last 2 ultrasounds so he decided that he didn't want to miss anymore. He came in with me and stood right behind the tech while she was was poking around in there. He said he was worried at first because he didn't see the baby, but then she showed up and he was relieved!
She turned up the volume to get the heartbeat, but our little peanut was jumpy and she had to chase her in order to catch it. Her heart's beating at about 165 BPM, and Rob said that listening to the heartbeat made it more real and he's in love with the baby already. She has his big head too!

The Naval Hospital

So, today was my first OB/GYN appointment at the Naval Hospital. Yesterday, I was scolded like a child by my primary doctor who unjustly accused me of NOT taking my thyroid medication. He said that I was intentionally hurting my baby after he told me I probably shouldn't even try to have one in the first place. He finds me childish, and I hate him. I called Tricare and demanded a new doctor! The lady told me to definitely come in and fill out the form, so in a couple of weeks, I should have a new primary doctor.
Anyway, I went to the OB appointment and I saw a few nurses and midwives, no doctors. I got a dating ultrasound for their records, they faxed Dr. P (my RE) for my records and medications, I filled out a bunch of paper work, and I talked to the lady about classes at the hospital. I'm already signed up for one in April (third trimester) because they were filling up fast. Of course, most of the women around here are pregnant, so of course you need to sign up early if you want in!