How Sweet the Sound

Today was my 16w OB appt. Granted I'm only 14w3d, but close enough I guess. I got there and did the usual - peed in a cup (tested fine), had my blood pressure taken (Nurse said it was good), and then what all PG women fear - stepped on the scale. I stood and watched the little digital reader pop up it's numbers. (If you think I'm going to tell you what those numbers were, you're out of your damn mind! LOL) I looked and looked and low and behold - I only gained 1 pound since last month!!!! Ahhhh... the relief! Granted, the throwing up probably contributed to that because I've been eating like crap. Seriously, all this baby wants is unhealthy food - first it was Doritos, then Ruffles, and now greasy McD's. I *try* to eat some fruit and it makes me want to throw up, so I give in to the urge and eat the other stuff. So only 1lb to me was awesome! I'm too ashamed to admit what I had gained at my appt last month - I'm still in shock over that, actually. But I digress.

So I get done with the routine stuff, go into the exam room and Nurse has me lay on the table. Here comes the fun part - the doppler! Of course once I see it, all the fears rush into my head of "what if something bad has happened", "what if there's no heartbeat?" I felt my anxiety level rising. So she starts doing her thing and trying to find the heartbeat and nothing. She keeps looking and looking.... and then gets paged! She excuses herself, saying she has a procedure to assist the Dr with. So I'm laying there freaking out because I didn't hear the heartbeat. Finally 15min later she comes back - that was a looooong 15min. She has a different doppler, saying it was "better". She starts doing her thing and there it is - one of the sweetest sounds to hear - the baby's heartbeat!!! She said it was about 160bpm, pretty much what Colin's HB was at this stage of the pregnancy. The rest of the appt was pretty much nothing exciting. The Dr asks the usual questions and since I'm starting to feel better and get my energy back somewhat, I have no complaints or issues to discuss, so I was on my way.

Being pregnant again is so surreal. I cannot believe how different this is than the first time around. With my first pregnancy, I remember it being all I think about, how everyday I wanted to announce how far along I was to anyone that would listen. This time around I barely remember I'm pregnant. Well, other than the throwing up and clothes not fitting of course. But seriously, I had to ask Nurse if she was sure that was my baby's heartbeat we were hearing because I just cannot process that we're having another child!

Do you think once Baby arrives, reality will finally hit us?