Off to see the Docdee

I have to catch myself in talking to say doctor instead of docdee, which is how Adeline says it. 

This morning I had an OB visit, and once problems start to arise it makes me a nervous wreck to go to the doctor. 

Thank God I got a good report, though. 

I was so afraid I'd be sentenced to bed rest, with all of the contractions, but my awesome doctor said that what I'm going through is normal, especially since it's my second pregnancy.

I have to take it a little more easy than I'm used to so that I don't egg anything on, and we'll have to take precautionary measures to prevent any preterm labor, but I left feeling good better. 

They did an ultrasound to measure the length of my cervix to make sure these contractions hadn't shortened it any, and again, thank God everything's normal.

I did get to see a pretty cute little boy though. 

He wasn't really up for showing anything besdies his goods, which are all boy by the way.

Every time I'd get a glimpse of his little face he'd tuck his arms over it and at one point even brought his legs up to his face.

That's the only cool thing about having problematic pregnancies like I've had/have.

They always wanna do ultrasounds on you, so I get to see the baby almost every visit.

It's pretty cool to see the ultrasound space fill more and more with baby as the ultrasounds go by. 

Also, I've been seeing a chiropractor to [attempt] to treat my hyperemisis and the aches and pain and all of that I've been having. I've learned a long time ago not to rely on any relief as far as pregnancy goes, but I really think this back crackin' thing could work out for me :)