Showing posts with label Development. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Development. Show all posts

Fetal development and gain weight control - Mother's Anxiety Tuesday, May 25, 2010


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Abundant questions (week 11 to week 16)

Every day I ask my husband to these questions: is the baby healthy? E '(until I found out the sex of my baby, I called, she) is still there? What it does, I do not feel, is beautiful? And my husband, tireless, let me assure you that, yes, the baby is out! I hear you ... * Gurgle gurgle * ... See! E 'in order. I see it? I feel it? I asked every day. My husband, who would tirelessly to tremblehead. No child will do to our several days with your doctor. Here's how it goes. I do not think I'm the only pregnant mother who is not what to do for the child in the womb worried. If I can, I like to see it or hear it. I asked a friend, a nurse, is this normal?

Absolutely, "he said. Of course we want to hear the baby's heartbeat ... knock, knock ... Obviously we want to see the baby on the screen, notwhat it does. That is the difference between a man and a woman. You can get comfortable and do not let the child his stuff, hello, baby! But a woman, well ... Wife wants to know, look, look, look ... It 's the baby! Look at his head! Watch your hands and feet! Thump, knocked ... oh my God ... It is the heart beat faster? Oh, wow ... wow! We, women, excited, and sometimes we cry.

I had my week 14 follow-up-check last Friday. We waited for the doctor (Lisa, my doctorWizard removed) for about an hour, we were thrilled. I was excited. follow-up visit today is to control the heartbeat, listen. Yes, yes, yes ... I want to listen. It was establishing the electronic stethoscope and the room again. Yes ... I think it is the heartbeat. Yes ... possibly mean? Two heads, my husband and the doctor does not agree. No. .. There is much to himself, be your heartbeat. It 's fast, which is ... ok, is that it is, let the bandup!

What, what, what? But it was less than 5 seconds! I want to hear more ... I screamed in my head, of course. We followed the doctor from the dull room, and planned for the next round, four weeks later. This time, would the U.S.! Hooray! Finally. I was told to drink 32 ounces of water, and take the piss for an hour for an ultrasound. Ok, I hope to do this, my husband suggested I wear an adult diaper. Thank you. But I can not wait ... I could reallysee the sex of my baby. I'm definitely counting the days.

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Fetus Development and Weight Gain Control - Mother's Anxiety Monday, May 24, 2010


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Copious Questions (Week 11 to Week 16)

Everyday, I ask my husband these questions: Is the baby healthy? Is she (till I found out about the gender of my baby, I'm just going to call her, she) still there? What is she doing, I cannot feel her, is she fine? And my husband, tirelessly, would assure me that, yes, the baby is fine, look! I can hear her... *gurgle, gurgle* ... See! She is fine. Can I see her? Can I hear her? I asked every day. My husband, tirelessly, would shake his head. No baby, we will do that on our appointed days with the doctor. That is how it goes. I do not think I am the only pregnant mum who is not worried about what the baby is doing in the stomach. If I can, I would like very much to see her or listen to her. I asked a friend, a physician assistant, is that normal?
 
Absolutely, she told me. Of course, we want to hear the baby's heartbeat... thump, thump, thump, thump... of course, we want to see the baby on the screen, doing whatever she is doing. That is the difference between man and woman. Man gets comfortable and let the baby do its things, cheers, babe! But woman, well... woman wants to know, look, look, look... it is the baby! Look at the head! Look at the hand and the feet!!! Thump, thump, thump... oh my God... is that the heart beat? Oh wow... wow!!! We, women, get excited, and sometimes, we cry.
 
I had my week 14 follow-up check last Friday. We waited for the doctor (Lisa, my physician assistant, has been away) for about an hour, we were excited. I was excited. Today's follow-up visit is to check the heartbeat, to listen to it. Yes, yes, yes... I do want to listen. In he came, set up the electronic stethoscope and the room fell silent. Yes... I think there is the heartbeat there. Yes... possibly mine? Two heads, my husband and the doctor's, disagreed. No... it is way too down to be your heartbeat. And it is beating fast... ok, that is it, let us wrap it up!
 
What, what, what? But it was less than 5 seconds! I want to hear more... I screamed, in my head, of course. We dully followed the doctor out of the room, and scheduled for the next  appointment, four weeks later. This time, it would be the ultrasound! Hooray!!!! Finally. I was told to drink 32oz of water, and hold the pee for an hour for the ultrasound. Ok, I hope I can do that, my husband suggested I wear an adult diaper. Thanks. But I cannot wait... I might actually see the gender of my baby. I am definitely counting the days.

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