20 week ultra sound today!

I haven't gone to the appointment yet. I'm just so excited that I had to post about it now. I admit, I'm getting nervous too. Doctor's appointments are always a little nerve wracking. I miss those days when a doctor visit was nothing more than a tedious routine visit I did on the required 6 month or annual visit and I was completely confident that nothing would be wrong. I was always such a healthy individual, so I was lucky in the sense that I never really had to dread the doctor's office, or dread the dentist's office.

After my 2 MCs (ontop of a prior history of 2 abnormal papsmears), the doctor's office has become a place of dread for me. Of course, it's not always like this, especially now, when things have been going so smoothly, but even so, that dread feeling creeps back in. I'm pretty sure I've been feeling some movement from the little firecracker within the past hour this morning (before that I was getting worried and even googled when I should be feeling consistent movement in the pregnancy -- according to dr. google its not till 27 or 28 weeks), so I'm sure that we'll go in and see a live little baby on the monitor (see, I take nothing for granted...the small joy of having a living baby...that's always a something I'm grateful for). I'm just still nervous... you know? We're going in for a heart check, just because the doctor wasn't able to see all that he wanted to see the last time we went in because baby boy was just 16 weeks.

I'm planning to ask the doctor to walk me through what he's looking at (last time he didn't), whether my chances for risk of Ds have gone down now that we've had two good u/s (I'm already planning on this one going good), and to tell me the length of my cervix, and the length and weight of the baby. Hope I remember to ask all these questions.

I learned by way of ambush over the telephone that the MIL is coming to this appointment. Yippee. On the way into work this AM, i called DH and asked if he was going to meet me at the hospital for the appointment. I asked whether his MIL was dropping him off (she's using his car while she stays here) and he said no, that she wanted to come with us. Then he asked, that's ok right? (Note that she's sitting in the car with him while he's asking), so of course, I say it's ok (or I actually think I said "whatever") because really, what was I supposed to say without sounding rude? I think that I should be fine with her coming because after all, she is DH's mom, and if my mom lived where we did, I'd want her to be there for sure. It's just.... well.....weird for me to have her there. I feel like its a personal private moment for me and DH and I dont want someone there that I'm not comfortable with. So of course, I called my own mom afterwards to gripe and she helped me to realize that I should be thankful that this baby is so loved and that MIL wants to take such an active role in this pregnancy. Also, I'm really trying to keep in mind how important MIL is to DH, and so whatever makes him happy should make me happy. Ah well....I'm totally willing to have MIL or anyone else in the room, all as long as baby boy is thriving along and doing wonderful. That's all that really matters in the end.