Only Me

I'll start with the crappy news of today. I finally got my Doppler (insert pregnant chick running from mailbox to kitchen table to remote control to steal batteries) and was beyond excited, obviously.

Yeah...I'm 99.9% sure I got a broken one. It turns off after a minute or so and the ONLY sound I can hear is that sound you get when the volume is super loud on something but there is not actual sound, you know? At first I didn't realize it was likely broken until I talked to some girls with the same one who are not experiencing this at all and of course was worried that I couldn't find our baby's heartbeat. Then I decided to check for mine. Apparently I don't have a heartbeat either, so I'm pretty sure it's the damn $100 piece of crap. Especially since over 2 weeks ago my Doctor found it on hers fairly easily and quickly. This so totally sucks. I know to a lot of people it's silly, but this really is taking a toll on me. I'm so incredibly upset b/c even if I send it back and get another one, that is going to take at least a week, if not more, and the whole idea was to be able to check for a heartbeat in between 10w3d at the doctors and my next appointment at 14w3d. That is an entire month, including finishing the scary first trimester when things can easily go wrong, of simply having no idea if everything is okay and that really sucks. A lot.

On a much better note, I had lunch today with some other area moms and moms to be and had a really great time. It was nice to talk to other girls who have been there done that so to speak so I think that will continue to be really helpful. I was even lucky enough to be given a few newborn cloth diapers (thank you!!!!) to start my stash which is so, so nice! Everyone's babies are so incredibly cute! It just made me so excited for ours to get here.

Anyway, now I am just hanging out on this rainy afternoon, waiting for Matt get home from work, and stewing about this damn Doppler that I thought was going to be my new best friend, but has turned into my arch enemy. Boo.