Well, today I had my OB appointment. It was interesting to say the least! I see my actual doctor every other visit, and today was a visit where I saw the RN. Very nice lady, so I'm totally okay with that. I got a stern look when we discovered I had lost 4 pounds since my last visit, which I shrugged off with "Hey, the same thing happened in my first trimester with Aiden. I'm not worried." But then she told me something that made me sigh--I have low platelets. Again. ARGH. My body is NOT such a fan of being pregnant. Basically, if worst comes to worst, I won't be able to have an epidural, and since I'm planning on a scheduled C-section, they'll have to knock me out completely. Which means I'll fall asleep with a baby in my tummy and wake up with one in my arms. I don't like that. One of my favorite memories is seeing Aiden's bloody, screaming face pop up above that curtain. But I guess it's out of my hands.
After that, the appointment got even more, um, interesting. It took a full 10 minutes for her to find the heartbeat. I tried my best not to freak out as time ticked along and only thing that sounded on the doppler was MY heartbeat. The RN had just said, "Well, we'll try a bit more, and then we'll have to go look on the ultrasound." YIKES! But luckily, with one last swipe, BOOM! There was 2.0, beating away in the 150s. Relieved does not begin to describe how I felt. By that point I was definitely ready to head back to work.
I looked up some old wives' tales on the internet, and apparently heartbeats above 141 mean it's a girl. Which I already think is BS because if I remember right, Aiden was in the 150s as well. But Angie pointed out that I've still got acne, which went away with Aiden, so that means it's a girl. Seven short weeks from today and we'll know for sure. Until then, feel free to vote in the poll to the right; I'm curious as to what you all think. :)