home and laying in bed

Thank you all for all the support! I love you so much.

I survived the afternoon, although the ordeal took for freaking ever. I was there for three hours, all said. First I had to fill out a bunch of forms and wait. Then met with the genetic counselor, and then waited and waited. A very pregnant lady and her cute little boy and handsome doting husband come in, and despite the fact that the waiting room is practically empty, they sit literally RIGHT beside me and open up some stinky food to eat. Can you say "nauseating"? on so many levels.

Then I went in, and the sonogram was totally cool. Two arms, two legs, everything in the right places, laid back with hands over its eyes and legs crossed. Good heart rate and moved around a bit.

The little thing did not like the cvs test though. The dr said it was a pretty easy one and that the baby was cooperating, but from what I saw on the monitor, when the dr was scrapping around for tissue on there (which is horrendously creepy and incredibly wrong-feeling), the baby was moving around in a manner more reflective of "what the fuck?!"

I was so glad to get out of there and have it behind me. I wish it could have been a shorter process, as the emotional angst of sitting there second guessing myself for so long was really hard. At least now there is some peace in knowing that now what is done is done.

I plan to spend most of the next 20 hours laying down, and then give my first lecture tomorrow afternoon. I can't beleive it is another start of another semester...