Baby!

So, I've already told many of you, but for those of you I haven't, I'm switching doctors. I'm switching for a couple of reasons. I was planning on switching already because I've moved to Spanish Fork and I really didn't want to go clear to Provo for every doctor's appointment. Also, the only place that I could deliver if I stayed there was in Orem and that's just too far for how fast I go. Also, I was informed by a friend who used the same OB that he had recently passed away. I was really sad to hear that, since he wasn't that old and he was a phenomenol doctor. However, it made my decision to switch not only doctors but practices that much easier. So, I'm going with Dr. Ludlow and Dr. Warner, Keryn's doctors, now.

I had my first appointment yesterday and the good news is I'm not having twins! Yay! I never actually thought I was. I understand you get really big, really fast when you're pregnant with twins and I'm still in my regular clothes 3 months into this pregnancy. My doctor's appointment went really well. I really like my new doctor (although, actually, I haven't met him yet. I met his partner. But I really like him!). He sat and talked with me in his office for fifteen minutes before we went into an exam room and he really listened to my concerns. He made notes in my chart about how fast I deliver and what the options are. Unfortunately, unless I make it to 39 weeks, my options are severely limited. They can only induce if I make it that far. Since I haven't made it that far with either of my others, I'm a little nervous. So when I'm 8 months pregnant and complaining about how I just want the baby out of me, I want everyone to remind me that I want to make it to 39 weeks. That way they can induce me in a controlled environment. Okay? That's your job. And in an exciting side note, they've changed the way they do things now and do an ultrasound at the first appointment. So I have a picture of the little one. I also have a better understanding of why I've been so sick. He got the picture up on the screen and within the first thirty seconds of watching the baby, it kicked me about 10 times. It was relentless and the picture we have is actually of it kicking me. So, there you go. I have a future soccer star growing in me right now. (If the baby turns out to be a boy, we've decided to call him Bruiser as a womb name, since we have no clue about boys names.) It also turns out that the baby is measuring a full ten days bigger than the projected due date, so they moved my due date. I was due Aug. 27 and now I'm due Aug. 16. Definitely preferable than the other way around. =) So that was my doctor's appointment! Everything is good, normal, and as Dr. Warner said "Boringly healthy."