Multitasking

Earlier this morning Mark and I made our way to the doctors office for official visit #3! I find myself anxious before each appointment for a variety of reasons. One of which is that I never know what to expect when I walk through the door. Today was actually pretty boring - I hate to say that. We made it back quickly which was great, and the nurse checked all my vitals. I searched the room for a gown..."do I change?" I thought it best to not assume, and wait until the doctor arrived. She cheerfully burst through the door with a new nurse practitioner in tow and greeted both of us. I must preface the next statement with - I LOVE my husband, but he is such a salesman! As the nurse practitioner lays me back on the table and prepares my belly for the hand-held doppler Mark asks Dr. Blake how she is controlling her post-op infection. I swear that man capitalizes on every opportunity to make a sale despite the setting, I guess some might call it multitasking. While the two of them chatted about the serious issue MRSA presents in the hospital the sweet NP gently pressed the doppler to my tummy. Within seconds the "whooshing" hushed their conversation and the two of them made their way over to the table. Baby Pearson's heart beat was a robust 150! It really is neat to hear that sound - it is like no other. Following the doppler she measured my belly, and shared that I was measuring right at 14 weeks. Once I was upright I scanned my memory for unanswered questions. She fielded a couple of my odd inquiries (Is it ok to use salicylic acid? - my face is breaking out like crazy!), and we the made our way to the front desk. It is hard to believe, but in 5 short weeks Mark and I will find out if Baby Pearson is a boy or girl! What do you think - will we be decorating in blue or pink? Place your bets now...