How full my heart is! A wonderful ultrasound. My baby is measuring perfectly for it's age and the wee little heart was beating like mad. My heart was bubbling over with relief and joy.
I keep staring at the pictures. I used to chuckle when people showed off their black and white blobs. MY blob is sooo much cuter and sweeter than any other blob I've ever seen.
Dr. A has released us into the wilds of OB-land. With a tag in my ear so I can come back someday and procreate again, maybe. It's not really sinking in yet that we no longer need a specialist. We're on our own out here in the normal world. I'm a normal pregnant lady.
What a journey we've had. Is it ending or just beginning? What once looked so bleak now seems so bright and full of .... everything.
AND just so you'll know I haven't gone completely maudlin, I'll tell you all that I was so mentally and emotionally overcome that I competely hicked out at the end of our appointment and said something like, "Oh Dr. A, if I had britches on right now I'd give you such a squeeze." An Elly Mae Clampett moment for sure. I'll bet he's laughing around the dinner table right now over that one.