I had my appointment yesterday and it was not only one but two appointments. The first appointment took one hour as there were many things to check for the baby. Everything was fine, everything was great. We left the place so happy. I had the tears of joy! I knew my husband was over the moon but as a man he does not want to show it. Deep in his heart he is filled with emotion.
The next appointment irritates us both. We waited for almost one hour. The Doctor was late. The nurse came and informed us that the Doctor would be coming very soon just finishing something to her lasts patient. Finally, she came and just check the baby’s heart and measured the line on my tummy. Does not like that Doctor. Not patient friendly, not warm. She asked if I have any concern, questions about my pregnancy. I said, no. I was not in the mood to talked to her or discussed anything. We saw the baby and the technician check all the vital organs and so on and so forth. We knew our baby is very healthy. The fact, that I want to go home. It was almost five in the afternoon and all the sitting and waiting for the Doctor, bored me. Thank’s GOD!
Yesterday, we finally saw the baby inside my womb. He or she is really cute. As a mother, I really want to touch or feel his or her movement. All I could do was watched every moved on the monitor. Not only me but my husband and our daughter too. I was observing our daughter and we do not have to do any explanation to her. She knew that it is her baby brother or baby sister in mommy’s tummy. Amazingly, she recognizes that it is a baby inside my tummy.
The fetus does not look like a newborn baby but our daughter first word when she saw the image on the monitor was that is the baby. She was tight. She laughed and giggle every move of the baby. She is very excited. The baby is active and everything is developing very well. Still, I could not feel the baby kicking. I may have to wait more months to experience it. I was six and half months pregnant when I felt our daughter’s movement.