So I finally made it in to see the doctor today. The day I have been waiting for. The day Daniel and I would get to hear our little peanut's heartbeat.
Guess what? We did not get to hear the heartbeat! The baby is perfectly OK; however, he/she had decided to take a nap right up against one of my very large blood vessels. So, all that Daniel and I could make out over the doppler was the sound of my blood pumping through my veins. Our doctor tried to get the little one to move with the doppler and when that didn't work she pulled out the ultrasound machine. She poked and prodded, but our precious peanut would not budge. I guess it has inherited a bit of it's mother's stubborn nature. Hopefully, the events of today are not any indication of the next 18 years of our lives. I was a little disappointed that we did not get to hear the heartbeat, but was excited to get an extra ultrasound out of the deal. We saw the baby's heart beating away and the doctor said it's heart rate was 151 and everything looked great! I go back in 3 weeks and hopefully at that time the baby will be in a cooperative mood and we will get to hear the sound I have been waiting for.