We Have a Heartbeat - Finally

Peanut decided to cooperate today - sort of. We were running late (like always) for our doctor appointment this morning, so instead of dropping Wilson off at school we took him along with to the doctor's office. I promised Chris they wouldn't try to hear the heartbeat on the Doppler again because it's been so unsuccessful the last several visits, so I told him he wouldn't miss anything by sitting out in the waiting room with Wilson. While I was getting weighed (my least favorite part of the visit as the pregnancy progresses, FYI) the nurse said she would run out and bring Chris and Wilson in before the heartbeat, so both the boys could hear Peanut. Good deal, right?

Wrong. The thing I love about my doctor is that he's efficient - no lagging around if there's nothing important I need to know. I'm a "bullet-point" person and I just want the bottom line and then I want to get on with my day. This worked against me today. He was in the room, did the heartbeat, gave us the ok, and was giving me my instructions for my next visit before the nurse got back to the room to see if he was going to hear the heartbeat. So the boys missed out - and the father of Peanut was mad. Rightfully so. He's a great dad and loves being a part of Peanut's prenatal life so I really cut him out on this milestone. On the other hand, we were late and I needed him to parent the child we already have this morning. Besides, our next visit is in two weeks and it's the sonogram visit. Whoo Hoo!

So it's not me that Peanut wouldn't cooperate for - he/she was more than ready with the heartbeat this morning since Daddy was no where nearby. It must be him. :) The heart rate is 154. Again, to those of you who look at the heart rate and say it's a great predictor of male/female gender of the baby, Wilson's was 161 and he's all boy. Also we're not overly optimistic about finding the gender of the baby in two weeks. Past experience has shown that even at 20 weeks the child has a mind of his/her own - Wilson's gender was a mystery until 3 weeks before he was born - although based on the heart rate I'd heard so many great things about I was certain he was a girl. So we'll do our best to figure out if we should keep the blue or buy up some pink, but we know there's a good chance Peanut won't help us out. Not that we mind so much, Peanut is either a boy or a girl. With only two options it's not really a big deal.