So yesterday I finally went for my first official doctor appointment at 13 and a half weeks. When she went to find the heart beat she had a hard time of it, thought she might have picked it up for a quick second but then lost it again. Because she didn't want me worrying about the baby, my doctor got me a referral for an ultrasound. We went through the next few hours until the ultrasound appointment a little nervous and praying that everything would be fine. Sure enough, when we got in there for our ultrasound we were quickly reassured and saw that everything was all right with the baby. The tech asked if we wanted her to tell us what she thought the baby might be and I said "no" but Sam said "yes". I closed my eyes and ears while she told him, but have since figured out that her guess was boy, just as I have suspected all along.
He looks just perfect to me and I have to admit that I shed a few tears of joy when I
finally got to hear his little heartbeat.