Last Thursday, we had what I've come to consider our "big" appointment. Most people consider that appointment to be the one where they find out the gender, but for me it's the one where we get the all clear that we're not at risk for Down Syndrome, or any other sort of genetic problems. It also meant we were at the 12 week mark where the risk of miscarriage and all of that stuff drops dramatically. This particular appointment was a lot more interesting than the last one, even though it was just an ultrasound and nothing else. Last time, we got nondescript gray blob on a screen, and it was rather anticlimactic. This time they flipped that screen on and didn't have to jab around to find anything. It popped up right away, with pretty distinct arms, legs, a tiny little face complete with nose, and a loud heartbeat that sounded like a special effect from a scifi movie. It felt a lot more real this time, especially since it kept moving around like it was all hopped up on Mountain Dew.
Since we got an all clear it also meant we could tell our families and friends. I'd been stressed out about this part since day one, but through the magical wonder of texting, the process was a lot less awkward than it could have been. Most people are jumping up and down to tell their families, but ours tend to have mixed reactions to things like this, so I was anxious. We ended up telling most of our families after our early morning appointment and several of our friends the next evening. Now most people know, so that's one less thing to stress out over. Everyone had positive reactions, which was a bit of a relief.
I still found myself kind of frustrated after telling people because some family members from my husband's side of the family have never really liked me or been overly nice to me, but suddenly they're showing me all sorts of attention and affection. I sort of feel like suddenly I matter just because I'm spawning a human, which is annoying. The same thing happened with a friend who I haven't talked to in ages but suddenly we have this baby thing in common and she feels the need to talk to me. It's kind of stupid. I hate the idea that I get to matter now just because of a kid.
But, half the battle is done now that people know. Now let's just stop the crazy, and the insane shopping some of our families are going to be doing. That seems sort of stressful in itself.
Since we got an all clear it also meant we could tell our families and friends. I'd been stressed out about this part since day one, but through the magical wonder of texting, the process was a lot less awkward than it could have been. Most people are jumping up and down to tell their families, but ours tend to have mixed reactions to things like this, so I was anxious. We ended up telling most of our families after our early morning appointment and several of our friends the next evening. Now most people know, so that's one less thing to stress out over. Everyone had positive reactions, which was a bit of a relief.
I still found myself kind of frustrated after telling people because some family members from my husband's side of the family have never really liked me or been overly nice to me, but suddenly they're showing me all sorts of attention and affection. I sort of feel like suddenly I matter just because I'm spawning a human, which is annoying. The same thing happened with a friend who I haven't talked to in ages but suddenly we have this baby thing in common and she feels the need to talk to me. It's kind of stupid. I hate the idea that I get to matter now just because of a kid.
But, half the battle is done now that people know. Now let's just stop the crazy, and the insane shopping some of our families are going to be doing. That seems sort of stressful in itself.