Well, after much internal debate, I have decided to heed the advice of the majority and NOT get a fetal doppler. As much as I want one, I know I would abuse it. And, I want to have some faith in my little Scrappy. It was a very tough choice, but I think it's the right one. At least for now.
I made my first "real" doctor's appointment today since being "discharged" (actually I think they use the term "graduated") from the fertility clinic. I will be seeing Dr. R on Wednesday, January 23rd at 3:00pm. At that time, I will be 10w3d. I am really excited, but I'm sure you will not be surprised to read that I am also very nervous all over again. I so hope we'll get to see that little Scrappy has grown and is doing just perfectly. I have asked D to go with me - it's really hard for him to get time off work so it was a big request - but he is my good luck charm so his presence is imperative.
I've felt a low, heavy weight in my lower abdomen/uterus all day. It feels like I'm carrying around a honeydew melon in there. I feel very bloated and "on the verge of being crampy", but the cramps never come. I like to think and hope that's my Scrappy setting up shop in there.
Go ahead honey, make yourself right at home.