This morning, I was woken up by my husband screaming that the cat had a poopy bum and he needed help to clean him. I replied with, “I do it all the time ALONE when you aren’t home! What would you do if I wasn’t home?”
My attempts to disengage from the poopfest were unsuccessful. I helped my husband wipe Oliver’s ass and cut out chunks of poop fur. He is a ragdoll kitty. Sometimes his beautiful long white fur is just a nuisance. I’m complating using my husband’s clippers to make it much shorter around the bum….
Anyway, I couldn’t help but chuckle at my husband’s unwillingness to handle the situation alone. It made me wonder what he will do when we have a poop explosion diaper. Will he also yell for me to save the day? 🙂
We had my 16 week OB appointment this morning. I really didn’t push the issue of the new receptionist. I recently found out that their old receptionist had been stealing from the doctor and from clients (by double charging, stealing credit card numbers, etc). I just felt like the poor guy probably has enough on his plate right now.
Today, baby’s heartbeat was 155 bpm. The results of our NT scan came back normal. Following my appointment, I did the second round of bloodwork for the NT screening.
As I mentioned before, I’ve been facing some fears recently. A friend of a friend recently experienced a loss at 7 months, plus we’ve had a few potentially concerning initial screening results in the blog community lately. Combining those stories with my rainbow pregnancy made me on edge. My husband is the external optimistic who continuously tells me to focus on the good and not the bad, but sometimes it’s just not that easy.
I’m already noticing the “quickening” movement of the baby. Well, this stubborn baby decided to not let me feel it for a few days. I’m already getting a bit concerned with his personality! haha Fortunately last night while watching tv, I felt it again. I am seriously looking forward to when I can feel actual kicks. For now, there was nothing more reassuring that hearing that “whoosh, whoosh” sound this morning.
I need to take some of my own advice and re-read my tips for facing another pregnancy after pregnancy loss.
I never ended up getting an at-home doppler. I’m ok with this decision as I think it might have created more anxiety if I couldn’t find the heartbeat for a few minutes. At this stage of the game, I’m content with waiting til baby starts kicking up a storm. Besides, we only have 24 days until we get another sneak peak at our anatomy scan. ❤