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Bloodwork

I went to the high-risk specialist's office today for my 2nd set of bloodwork. We saw him at 12 weeks for the first triple-screen panel and ultrasound which showed my chances of birth defects to be around 1 in 10,000. I still chose to do the 2nd set as well, so I went in for bloodwork today.

Today it was all cute couples who looked like they should be parents. Last time, it was the biggest group of misfits ever. None looked capable of filling out their paperwork, much less bringing a child into the world. Somehow, I felt like I fit in more with the misfits. Walking into an OB office makes me feel like I'm cheating the system or lying to someone. I keep expecting someone to say, "ummm, you don't belong here. We only see pregnant women."

But that's me... I'm pregnant... And I'm actually showing... I do belong there. And I am starting to really LOVE the whole thing. I look forward to everywhere we go now because I get to pick out which cute maternity outfit I want to wear to best accentuate my growing tummy. Funny how I used to pick the one that would hide my rolls after I ate too much dinner. :)

So, labwork is done. Ultrasound is scheduled for 3/24 which will be super exciting. We're taking both of our moms to that appointment. It's the 1st grandbaby on both sides, so little Gil has some very eager grandparents waiting for his/her arrival! Both grandmas think they'll be able to see what the baby is, but we're very determined to keep it a secret. They'll just have to wait a little longer...

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  1. JMarch 12, 2010 at 4:48 PM

    Those are great odds! Your belly is getting so cute and round...I can't wait to meet your baby boy or girl! Grandmas need to keep their eyes closed, lol, and not ruin the surprise. :)

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  2. KatieMarch 12, 2010 at 6:14 PM

    You are hilarious! I totally know how you feel about being out of place in the OB's office. I feel like and imposter every time I'm there! And I'm totally with you about the bump. Now that I'm starting to pop out a bit it's fun to dress it up!!!! Glad to hear your screen yielded such great odds!

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  3. EmilyMarch 14, 2010 at 2:24 PM

    Very exciting!!! Wish I didn't have to go back to work or I would tag along to the ultrasound too! I'm buying boy stuff fyi... I think it's super fun to keep it a secret. I'm getting so anxious to know!

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