I had a full on panic attack today about an hour before the doctor's visit. I don't know why I do these things. But it happens, still.

P reassured me we would get nothing but good news, but it didn't seem to help. I was still shaking when the nurse took my blood pressure. So yeah, it was high. But the doctor seemed to understand. I was also really happy that I picked a good doctor. I did LOTS of research on this one and I think I picked a winner. He invited us into his office to talk and get to know us a little better before the exam which I thought was really cool. Except I kept thinking about SNL and the Framingham's appointment  in Dr. Beaman's office and his obsession with Beverly's Palomino. 

But our visit went considerably better than the Framingham's. Our doctor is very reassuring and encouraging- exactly what I need. Then we had the exam. And after about two seconds, there was our little peanut on the screen. Heart bright and beating wildly. P held my hand and I cried. We stared at it for a few minutes and the doctor started explaining what was what and how everything looked perfect. I'm a little earlier in my pregnancy than everyone had calculated, which doesn't surprise me. Seeing as we were actively trying to AVOID getting pregnant in May when it turns out I actually did get pregnant. *hint- Do NOT trust fertility calendars!

So baby looks wonderful and all the families have been notified. Everyone seems to be happy all around. So life is good. Now for momma just to relax and think caaaallllmmmmm non-stressful thoughts. Gotta keep the BP down. So that's the goal!