The Appointments Start

I had my first (official) hospital appointment today! It was to get bloodwork done. They needed to combine initial bloods (where they check mum for things like syphilis and hepatitis and all sorts of gory baddies) and check the risk of having 3 types of chromosome abnormalities, including Down Syndrome (which is the big one that they talk about lots and lots). The nurse took something like 5 vials! Probably wasn't a good thing that I skipped breakfast. I was really tired, so slept in a bit too late, and then had to jump in the shower and nearly run to the hospital so that I wouldn't miss my appointment. It's only about a mile away, so it wasn't tooo bad a journey. The doctor asked me when my booking appointment was, I stupidly answered that I thought it was today along with the bloods. Nope! Apparently, even though I TOLD my GP over and over again that I was going to be out of the country for 5 weeks, she didn't mention that in her referral and my appointment was booked for August 19th, and the details of it were mailed to me on the 5th of August. I was gone. I missed it. I didn't cancel and re-book. (When I got home I dug through the pile of mail I haven't had time to look at yet and found the letter.) The doctor told me not to worry and that we could reschedule now, but something about my page being left open on somebody's computer made it impossible for the secretary she was on the phone with to access my profile... so I have to give them a call tomorrow and try to book it myself. Parayhouse school is not going to be impressed. That'll make 3 appointments that I'm out for in the first 2 weeks of school. Oops. Luckily, I'm still on for the scan next week. I'm really excited for it! If I'm lucky maybe I can get my booking appointment for the morning before the scan so that I don't have to miss any extra time at work. I guess I'll find out tomorrow.

As far as the needle, I am very proud of myself! Only a little bit of panic, and no tears at all. The nurse did a splendid job! I hardly felt a thing, and was able to keep myself still and calm the whole time. It left me thinking that all of the medical stuff I've been worrying about won't be so bad. I had a little bit of a freak out about the labour for the first time last night. I think that appointment starting, clothes not fitting, and some baby clothes makes it all feel a LOT more real, which means that the labour is a lot more real... and, like most women, I just don't think I can do it! I know that practically I'll survive it and all will be fine, and that it's just 1 bad day. But golly it's scary.

First Baby Clothes

I know it's probably still too early to be shopping... but I was in TK Max and saw these 2 outfits and couldn't help myself!