Our First Appointment

We met with our NaPro doctor just two days after finding out we were pregnant. With God's perfect timing, we were actually going to be driving through his town on our way home that very day. (He's three hours away.) His office is neither Catholic nor NaPro. It's a regular OB/GYN clinic that just happens to have an amazing Catholic doctor within it. I'm not sure what the staff thinks about his methods. Sometimes they give me the impression that they think he's crazy. I was so happy to prove them wrong!

I called to make an appointment on Tuesday, the day after we found out and one day before going to see him. When I told the receptionist my name she said "Oh, let me put you right through Kaitlin!" I felt like a celebrity when I got to skip the infamous leave-a-message-call-you-back-hours-later dance I was so used to. When Susan, our nurse, answered the phone she yelled, "Congratulations!!" It was all too much. I couldn't believe it. She made an appointment for me right away and said she couldn't wait to see me the next day. Later, I even got a text from one of the ultrasound girls congratulating me!

When we got there it was just as I had always wanted it to be. I sat in that waiting room so many times trying to hold back tears from being surrounded by pregnant women. But now, I was one of them! I was there for a wonderful reason, not a sad one!

A nurse that we had only seen once before called us back and hugged and congratulated us. She told us that "everyone here is so excited for you." How crazy is that?  When we saw Susan we hugged her and thanked her for all of her hard work. I couldn't wait to see my doctor.

When we finally saw him I gave him the biggest hug I possibly could. I'm so grateful for him and wanted him to know how much he meant to us. We just has a short appointment (he's not really our OB since we live so far away) but he still took the time to answer all of our questions and explain things to us.

We asked Susan if she would take a picture with us (Has anyone else done this? Or am I the only one this crazy??) She was embarrassed but flattered. Our doctor walked by right as we were taking the picture. I was nervous he would think we were weird for asking, but we didn't even have to. He jumped right in the picture, threw his arms around me and Ted, and smiled for the camera.

I wanted to post the pictures here, but Ted said that was a privacy violation! Just picture a really tall dad, an average sized nurse and doctor, and a super short mom with arms around each other beaming from ear to ear.

Another nurse showed Ted how to do the PIO injections. She did a great job explaining everything. We were very grateful. The shot didn't hurt as bad as I thought it would, but boy was I sore later! I could hardly walk! For my second shot, Ted released the oil MUCH slower than the nurse did and it didn't hurt nearly as much.

On our way out we saw both of our ultrasound girls who had done our follicle study last November. We hugged them and thanked them for all they did. They were beaming with pride.

It was a surreal day. Way better than I ever could have imagined it. Our pregnancy was finally beginning!!