The Pregnancy
Buckle up... my journey into pregnancy isn't for the faint of heart. I still couldn't believe I was really pregnant. I called my gynecologist's office, and the receptionist said, "Oh, honey, those pregnancy tests are like 99.9% positive." I was in disbelief that they didn't even want to see me. Thankfully I was a nurse and knew that I should probably be taking a prenatal vitamin, but I had to ask to be seen. Women's healthcare is seriously lacking. That's a story for another day. She did end up making my appointment for an ultrasound to confirm my pregnancy only after my insistence. Who could forget such a day, when your boyfriend is sitting next to you in the exam room when the technician casually asks you to "insert" the ultrasound equipment into yourself. Once I saw the flicker of the heartbeat, my whole world changed. It became so real. I found out I was 7.5 weeks pregnant. I am what they call "geriatric" in pre...