First scan surprise

Like any other couple, we were super excited for our first scan. It was scheduled for 11 August which was more than a month after we found out. It felt like we would wait foreeeeeever.

One ordinary Saturday morning towards the end of July, I was relaxing in bed while Trevor went off to play golf. I got up to go to the loo and, much to my horror, discovered I had started spotting. Completely panic stricken, I called my doctor who said I should just relax and keep an eye on the situation. Trevor was next on the phone and he promptly walked off the golf course on the 6th hole to rush home. We were both pretty scared but eventually I let my "Everything will be ok" guard down and burst into tears. Trevor gave me one of his legendary pep talks and my doctor decided she'd do a check up first thing the next morning.

I spent the rest of the day in bed resting and Trevor kept me in good spirits. The next morning, we hopped over to my gynae's office. It was just us three so she was relaxed in a tracksuit and zero make-up. Dr Lizette White has been my gynaecologist for two years and it was so odd to not see her receptionists or other patients in the waiting room and especially odd seeing her dressed casually.

This was a whole new experience for Trevor. He'd never met Dr White and had never seen the inside of a gynae's office before. How I wish I could've photographed the look on his face as he watched her examine me. Let's just say it was priceless LOL! Thankfully, he was drawn to the pretty lights and crazy buttons on the ultrasound machine so he was happy when she decided it was time to get a look.

Please note: I thought I was 5 weeks along at this point.
Dr White starts the ultrasound and promptly declares, "You're not 5 weeks along. You're almost 8 weeks!" And there on the screen was a little body, with a head and arms and a tiny little thing pulsing...nothing, literally nothing could've prepared us for the sound of that heartbeat...
"Whakata, whakata, whakata..." thumping along at 153 beats per minute.
I tried to process that there was this other heart beating besides mine and Trevor was rather emotional because neither of us were expecting that kind of revelation. It was honestly one of the most beautiful sounds I've ever heard *face lights up*

My doctor said everything was ok and we had nothing to worry about. She chatted to us about our prenatal check-up schedule, warned me that the usual pregnancy symptoms would likely start in a day or two (it kicked in the next day) and sent us off with big smiles and the first three photographs of our "plus one".