Whoosh

Yesterday was my second OB appointment and the first visit for Bryan. Bryan is amazing and has already said he wants to be at every single appointment even if it’s the same boring thing every time.

My first appointment was 4 weeks ago and I met with a Nurse Practitioner for a Pap and medical history. Mandy, the NP, also said we’d try to hear the heartbeat with the Doppler, although at 9w1d, it probably wouldn’t happen. But Mandy must have magic hands because 5 seconds into it we heard it! It was seriously the most amazing thing I’ve ever heard in my entire life. I started crying right away, but mostly because Bryan wasn’t there to hear it also. When I called to make the appt. I asked if Bryan should come with and they said there was no reason because it would just be the Pap and the medical history.

But this time around Bryan came with and we got to hear that beautiful sound again. The really cool part was that you could also hear my heartbeat going a bit slower and quieter in the background.

Side note: We are not finding out the sex of the baby. We both love surprises and can there be a better surprise than that? I don’t think so. With all the things medical technology can do for you, why not savor one special secret until the very end?

Anyway, because we’re not finding out, we’ve been trying to think of a nickname for the baby so we don’t have to keep saying “It.” Peanut is overused and overrated in our minds and nothing else really fit. We finally decided on a name after hearing the heartbeat again yesterday. The baby’s nickname will be Whoosh. Kinda strange, I know, but when you hear the heartbeat through the Doppler speaker it’s just this quick and quiet whoosh-whoosh, whoosh-whoosh, whoosh-whoosh. And what better symbol than the baby’s heart? It’s all cutesy and cheesy and almost too much. But isn’t that what having a baby, especially your first, is all about? I plan to fully embrace the cutesy, the cheesy and the almost too much!

So there you go, we’re having a Whoosh.