somewhereinmiddleamerica

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Hi! My name is Kari and I am a Stay-at-Home wife and mother. I have 1 daughter for now and am constantly struggling to make my new lifestyle work for me.

Friday, December 01, 2006

Date #2 with Dr. Not-so-Dreamy

Today is my second prenatal appointment. My regular obstetrician is pregnant with twins and has been on bed rest since about her 12th week of pregnancy. No - I am not exaggerating. She isn't due until February and has been on bed rest since about August. Anyway, what that means for me is that I am being seen by another doctor. A young, male doctor. I don't have a big problem with it, but I really like MY female doctor. And why is that doctors think that they know your body better than you do? I realize they did go to school to study the human body, but that doesn't mean that I don't know anything. I told them that I have a long menstrual cycle and that I (and about 95% of other women out there) do not have a 28 day cycle, and that I happened to ovulate on about day 26, which means that they could not possibly calculate my due date based on a 28 day cycle. We were trying to get pregnant, and obviously I knew that I was ovulating because here I am - pregnant... So here I am going to the doctor to hear the heartbeat and I am only what I believe to be 10 weeks pregnant. The silver lining to this is that I will probably get to have an ultrasound done today because I can almost guarantee that they will not hear a heartbeat with the doppler thingie. I hope that everything is okay.

On to other things - my daughter has officially learned to walk. She is walking all over and falling down and standing up again. She has started climbing on anything that she can get her knee up on. She has also started glaring at me when she is angry or confused. I had to punish her yesterday for the first time. I don't generally believe in punishment until the child is old enough to understand what they did wrong and to understand my explanation. So anway, don't think that I am a horrible mom - I am not sure whether I believe in spanking because it is hard to teach a child not to hit when that is what you are doing to them. Although I believe if that is the only thing that your child responds to, then that is what you need to do. And when I am talking about spanking, I am talking about controlled spanking - a couple of swats on the behind with an explanation of the wrong. Anyway - I did not spank her. I merely laid down a chair in front of the kitchen entrance so that she could not get in because she kept pulling up the heating vent and trying to throw her plastic letters down the shaft. She screamed and cried like I was the worst mom in the world. I was almost crying - until I looked at her and started laughing. I know I shouldn't laugh, but when you think about her throwing a fit over a upturned chair, it is kind of funny. And I needed to laugh. I need to laugh more.