In a heartbeat

So Friday was my first visit to my doctor, and it was just suppose to be a boring visit. I thought I had it all figured out. Boy was I wrong.

Getting there I realized that once you become pregnant, your modesty gets thrown out the window. Upon realizing this my blood pressure began to shoot through the roof. When checking your blood pressure, if you're wearing a sweater you have to stick your arm out of your sweater for the check. 

"I can't just roll up my sleeve?" I asked to the nurse.

"Oh no, you can't get an accurate reading with your sleeve pushed up!"

Good to know. Next time, I'm wearing a t-shirt.

So the nurse informs me that my blood pressure is a little high, and they make me lay down on my left side for a while. No big deal. 

Then, my incredible young doctor enters. I'm laying there on my side, trying to have a conversation with my doctor and feeling silly not being able to sit up. The nurse checks my blood pressure again, of course I have to stick my arm out of my sweater again and now I feel like there's an audience. Needless to say the blood pressure didn't get any better.

There was a silver lining in this appointment though, the doctor said he wanted to check for the heartbeat!! I had no idea this was coming. He said there was a great chance that they wouldn't be able to find it since I was only 10 weeks, but he did! I was officially their earliest-along patient to be able to hear the heartbeat. It was amazing! It was 170 and strong! I feel like it's all so real now and I'm not just getting sick all the time for no reason.