13 Week Checkup

Tomorrow, Stephen and I go to Northside Hospital to meet the new OB.  My current clinic doesn’t do deliveries so she recommended we go up the road to Northside to where she had her four kids.  Northside is actually where Stephen was born so it’s a happy turn of fate.

This clinic sounds pretty cool.  It may just be my naiveté and all clinics/hospitals do this but we don’t actually have an “assigned” doctor.  There’s a staff of about 6 doctors and 6 midwives, one of each is on call at all hours.  So, depending on what kind of delivery you’re doing, there will be a doctor/midwife there familiar with you and your baby as you will have seen all of them at some point throughout your pregnancy.  They do this just in case you go into labor and your doctor isn’t on call.  Makes sense.

Tomorrow’s visit entails lots of tests apparently.  They’re going to do all the “is your baby healthy” tests which will take a few hours they said.  Yippee.  I guess it’s worth it for the piece of mind knowing whether or not s/he’s healthy.

Ah, gender.

Right now, I say “she” without thinking about it.  I had a dream that it’s a girl.  I’ve been told by my mom and other mothers to not ignore the gut feeling and that moms just know.  Here’s my rub.  When I got pregnant, I wanted a girl from the get go.  No real reason other than my brother has two boys, Stephen is from a family of all boys, my cousin had a boy a year ago, and there are no girls.  So I want to be different and have a girl.  I really, really want a little girl.  So I don’t know if my “gut feeling” or dreams are actually maternal instinct telling me it’s really a girl or just a product of my conscious desire for one and it’s actually a boy.

We won’t find out for another month or so.

In any case, we’ll be happy no matter what the gender.  I just hope and pray for a healthy, happy little one and no complications.  That’s really all anyone can ask for, right?