As we were turning in our huge stack of paperwork, my husband and I's friend Natalie, opened the door to the office and called in a patient. She stood and blinked towards us, clearly confused as to why we were at the Woman's Health Specalist. We had not told her the news yet but what a way to find out. She smiled and went on about her job. How had we forgotten that she worked at this office?

A few minutes later while waiting impatiently in the waiting room, Natalie texted me and asked "Why are you and Wes here, huh?" Clearly she took the hint so we had to tell her. We shared a good laugh at our luck. What a way to find out your friend is pregnant. 

Finally after what felt like days, they called my name and we followed the nurse to our room. I gave them a urine sample and then had to get ready for a Pap smear, ugh! Not my favorite thing in the world but I was over due for one. Not everyone gets one the first visit. 

In a way I was glad I had to go through one because my poor husband was in the room with me while the doctor did her thing. His face washed of color as he saw what they were doing and he quickly stood up, walked to my side, and held my hand. I couldn't help but laugh at him. It's about time he sees what women have to go through.  

"Are you ok?" He had whispered. 

I grinned and replied, "Honey, I've done this before. It's not as bad as it looks." 

Finally that was over with and it was time for us to get an ultra sound! I couldn't help but get nervous and so many questions were flying through my mind. 

What will the baby look like? What if we can't get a good look? What if it doesn't have a heart beat? Oh no! I can't think like that. Will it have a body yet? Will it show any facial features? What will it feel like seeing my baby for the first time? Will I cry? Will Wes cry? Ah here we go!

The Ultra Sound Tech put 'the goo' on my lower stomach and I was thankful that it was warm. Usually people at 7 weeks and 6 days, like I was at the time, have to have their first ultra sound vaginally but luckly she tried it on my stomach. The moment she pushed the little gadget on my lower stomach, I saw my baby!

It was a strange feeling, seeing my child for the first time. It all hit me that yes, I really am becoming a mother! I was over joyed and had a strange feeling of peace and excitement overcome me. I had never felt happiness like this before.

The baby looked like a little jelly bean. I could make out it's head and eye (I only saw one side of the baby). The ultra sound tech pushed a button and took it's heart beat. It was 167. 

We weren't able to hear the baby's heart beat but seeing it's tiny heart beating made me almost tear up. It was amazing! Creating a child with the man of my dreams felt like such a blessing and we were so happy our baby was healthy. Dad was also happy that there was only one baby and not two, since twins run on his side of the family. 

I was sad once the ultra sound was over but was excited when the tech handed me the photos of our baby! Here are a few:

See what I mean? The baby looks just like a Jelly Bean. 

The last thing we had to do was get some blood work done and the best part about that was that our friend Natalie was the phlebotomist there. We were able to talk with her and show her our baby jelly bean. Not to mention I hate needles but I wasn't scared knowing she was taking the blood.

It was an amazing experience and I wouldn't trade it for the world. I was both happy and sad when we left the doctors, happy that our baby was healthy but sad that I couldn't see it until the next appointment. For once in my life, I'm excited about going to the doctors.