The worst 30 minutes of my life....and an unexpected photo shoot!

I had my 12 week appointment today, and I was looking forward to it. Today would be the first time that I would be able to hear the heartbeat on the doppler. That wasn't to be, though, as the nurse midwife could not find the heartbeat, despite her best efforts. As I lay there on the table, a silent doppler and an equally silent nurse midwife echoing in my brain, my heart, tears streamed down my face. When Mary Kay said, "We're not going to let you out of here without an ultrasound, because I'm worried," I all but lost it. As I sat in the waiting room (yes,...they made me go back to the waiting room to sit with all the pregnant women because they needed my room), you could hear a pin drop, as all casual conversation stopped when I walked in the room, visibly upset and still crying. I had to wait 30 minutes, and in between texting Daryl (I couldn't call him because then I would have REALLY lost it had I heard his voice), I prayed, giving God the glory and praise for giving us this new life...even if it were only for a short time, but begging for more.

They called me back before Daryl could get there, so he missed the glorious sight...of a little bitty heart, just beating away, and arms and legs waving. I cried all the way through the rest of the ultrasound, all the way through the rest of my appointment, and all the way home.

I got home, and the ultrasound photos were waiting in my e-mail inbox! They are so much better than the pictures that we got just on Wednesday, when we went in for our nuchal scan. I thought this one was the best, though to be honest, they are all just so beautiful!

Baby Stone #5, 12 weeks 3 days

(and we are all calling the baby a "he")

hmmmm.... :)