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When is my Corona baby due?

SO now that I have had my first doctor visit- which was an experience in itself- I now know when we'll be graced by our Coron-ial : Dec 10th! My birthday is Dec 9th. Yippee, birthday buddies with my baby. Side note, it popped into my head that now I know when my parents were doing the dirty to make me. That's how bored I am in quarantine, that thoughts like that surface. GROSS.

In other news, the U.S. death toll from the Coronavirus outbreak has topped 75,000 and is projected to keep rising at a rate as high as 3,000 deaths a day in the coming weeks. My Garden State continues to be one of the nation’s biggest hot spots with 133,635 confirmed cases and 8,801 known deaths as of May 7. Also, there's a freeze warning for tonight in my county- Mother Nature is losing her mind, it's probably going to snow a little bit IN MAY. Maybe this is in retaliation to the state and county parks being ordered to close...maybe.

Let me tell you about the doctor visit.
Last time I was pregnant, I had my first appointment at like 6 weeks with the fertility specialist to confirm pregnancy, then a visit with my OB provider at 8 weeks. This time around, due to precautions, they couldn't get me in until 9 weeks. No biggie. They called me a couple of times a week in the 2 weeks leading up to the first visit to change the time and go over the protocol- mask on, stay in your car, call when you get here, we'll let you know when it's safe to enter the building, go to the staff and state your destination and answer their questions. Which consisted of: taking temp, being told not to remove mask unless instructed by provider, asking : 'have you had XYZ symptoms or traveled outside the US in the last 2 weeks",  being instructed to wait for the elevator and that one person inside only, watching them wipe down the outside elevator button as the doors closed, having another staff waiting at the top to instruct me to go directly to the room no stops (who also wiped down the elevator pad), to entering an open down to an empty waiting room with turned over chairs, instructed from the door to approach and immediately use hand sanitizer....etc etc. Needless to say it was weird, and a  little stressful. And this time around, I couldn't have my husband by my side to share in this exciting moment.

Other than that, there was just lots of masks and hand sanitizer during the visit. It was brief but informative, and they sent me on my way to follow up through the patient portal. My 12 week scan would be in person, my 16 week appointment is to be telemedicine ("please be available 9am to 5pm that day for your call, from a restricted or unknown number"), and then I'll be back in the office for a 20 week scan.

I am so happy to have seen a beating heart and the outline of the head and body- It is wonderful to finally confirm the pregnancy and confirm it's health. While everyone else I know seems to be drinking at least a bottle of wine a day (or a 4 pack of White Claw), I am chugging water and vitamins- so many vitamins.

Some days I really want wine... lol. Most days I just want to interact with people outside of my house.
Cheers- BE WELL!

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