So just to get you, Constant Reader, up to speed, and possibly to keep these thoughts for posterity, I wanted to briefly summarize what came before.
The first pregnancy never got to the viability stage. In other words, conception happened, but the engine never kicked over. No heartbeat after something like 16 weeks or something (the details escape me, it's not a time I want to remember vividly). We were offered the choice of surgical D&C or "letting nature take it's course."
Not being big fans of nature, particularly after her [Nature's] recent shoddy behavior, we opted for door number 2: the surgical D&C.
Pregnancy #2 (the current one) kicked off just a few short months later.
[I'm returning two years later to finish up. Sorry...]
...short months later. We never really expected Susie to get pregnant again that quickly, so we were pretty happy. But, to make a long story short, as well as things went for the first few months, Susie ended up having a traumatic episode. Not to get into the gory details, but she thought she had a miscarriage. She called the nurse on call at GW, described the situation, and the nurse pretty much agreed. She scheduled a follow-up visit, hung up the phone, and we just kind of comforted each other as best we could.
This being a Saturday, the nurse made the appointment for the following Monday. Susie asked me to stay in the car with Jacques, and said she'd call me when she was done with her appointment. So I got the call, drove around to the entrance, and opened the door. She had an odd kind of dazed expression on her face. "We'll that was strange..." she said.
Turned out everything was fine after all. The human body is a very, very strange thing.
The doctor did say it was the happiest moment of his professional career, though. So it's nice to spread the joy around.
