We had our first doctor's apppointment the morning of Tuesday, August 11th. I was terrified.
I'm in a new city, missing my old OB/GYN back in Jackson, and about to find out how Baby Kendrick is doing.
My husband, the always calm one, didn't seem too phased by all of what was about to happen. The night before he said the sweetest, most shocking thing to me. "I'm really excited about going to see the doctor tomorrow." I got all weepy, rolled over and went to sleep.
We should have known things would be OK when we woke up that morning and were greeted by America's favorite dad, Bill Cosby. His famous stand-up show, "Bill Cosby Himself" was on some cable channel. As we got dressed and came to terms with being up so early, watching Bill helped us laugh and relax about our journey into parenthood:
The doctor took time to answer all our of questions as he went over my medical history.
Then he did the ultrasound I've been waiting for - so I could see the heartbeat. Actually, I couldn't SEE it from my angle on the exam table. But the doctor and Antoine did. So that's a relief.
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