The Heart Beat!

Today was a miraculous day, as far as being pregnant goes.  Well, maybe yesterday was more of the miracle.  Let's start with that...
All weekend I was pretty much on my deathbed.  I told Mark that I was convinced if something didn't change that this pregnancy might kill me.  I was so sick and couldn't eat, drink, or even really move.  I was exhausted from throwing up, and even water made me feel sick.  So yesterday after only an hour at work I made the decision that something HAD TO change.  So I text Mark to come and get me and take me to the Naval Hospital ER.  Being the awesome husband he is, he did it.  By 10 a.m. I was in the truck and we were on our way.  I began to feel like I was being dramatic and maybe I shouldn't go to the ER.  But then I had to hop out of the truck to go and throw up in the grass.  That settled it for me, I was going in.  In less than 30 minutes I was on an ER bed and waiting for the doctor.  He told me my chest pains were heartburn (which I figured) and that he could prescribe me Zofran for the nausea and vomiting.  I had already taken a Zofran from the RN and two Tums, so I was already feeling better by the time I saw him.  So by 11 a.m. I was in the waiting area to pick up my prescriptions.  I chose to go home and get some more rest before trying work again the next day.

So now for today!  This morning we had our first ultrasound.  I spent 30 minutes filling out all the paperwork (yeah, a lot of it).  After I finished they almost immediately called me back.  Yay for early morning appointments!  She started by taking some pictures of what looked like nothing.  And soon enough I could see our little itty bitty baby!  She showed us the heart beat and I started crying like the emotional woman I am.  And then we could HEAR the heartbeat!  I let a few more tears out.  Mark wiped one away and held my hand while she took some pictures.  In the end we got 3 pictures to take home with us.  She told us the heart beat was strong and steady.  I am so relieved to know that everything is okay.  It was such a rough weekend and I wasn't sure that we were going to be okay. But alas!  Our baby is a strong little guy (or girl!).  The RN prescribed me some Prenatals and after picking them up I came back to work.  I have managed to eat a cheeseburger and fries and yogurt and chicken noodle soup all before 3 p.m.  I'm slightly nauseous right now, but I have juice in the car so that should be solved in about 10  minutes when I leave to go home.

I have another appointment on 21st of this month for more blood work and peeing in a cup again.  Hopefully this good feeling keeps up and my food stays down.