Monday, February 16, 2009

The Saga of the Sonogram

So, I've been waiting to post my thoughts on this pregnancy until after my sonogram, so that you could all see Baby's first pictures. That should have been last Tuesday. But due to many extenuating circumstances, and an emotional roller coaster for a easily frustrated pregnant woman, you will have to wait.

Originally we'd scheduled my sonogram for last Tuesday. The midwives figured we were just at the end of my first trimester, and could just make it in for the first trimester screen, if we hurried. Fine with me, I just wanted to see the baby.
Well, when I got there, they told me that my insurance requires a referral from my primary doctor as well as my OB. Hadn't seen the old quack in over a year (looking for a new one, but hadn't gotten around to finding one yet. Haven't had a need), but I called to see if they could help my. Turns out, he's retired, and the new doctor would need to see me first. Great. Don't really want to go back to that practice, so I tell the sonogram people that's I'll call them to reschedule, and very tearily get in my car and drive home. Yay for Hormones...
Thankfully, I'm able to find a new doctor who will see me this week, and it happens to be the same practice a good friend uses, so I figure I'm pretty safe there. They can fit me in Thursday evening, and I reschedule the sono for Friday morning.
THEN, when I get to the Doctor's office on Thursday, my insurance comes up as inactive. They've cashed our check 3 weeks ago, so understandably, I'm confused and upset. I call, but customer services says I have to speak to collections, who terminated my policy. Collections is only open from 9am to 4pm. I have to wait and call the next morning. Oh Goody...
The next morning, when I'm thankfully calmer, I finally get ahold of the collections department, and discover that the departments apparently don't speak to each other. They have my check, but because it was more than 5 days late, it went to the address on the bill, and not some other address that should have gotten it. They fixed it, and I call all the related offices to work out getting this stuff worked out.
The sonogram office can't reschedule, but they're very understanding, and as long as the Doctor's office faxes over the office before they close today, we're okay. So, I get the sonogram, then drop a sleeping Timothy off with my friend Emma on my way to the Doctor. The doctor runs 3 hours late, so I spend my entire afternoon in the waiting room, but I'm surprisingly okay. The end is in sight. I come away with the referral faxed, and the pictures in hand.
Sadly, They fell out of my purse at church on Sunday, but know that they were lovely. I'm actually almost 16 weeks along, instead of nearly 14, like we thought, and, they think it's it a girl! We'll know for sure in a month or so when I go back, and then you'll finally get pictures. But know that we have a healthy baby, and possibly a little sister for Timothy. =)

Speaking of whom, it starting to really worry his Mommy these days...

First, on Thursday, I'm sitting on the couch and am surprised to hear a small voice directly UNDERNEATH me! I have no idea how he got under there. Didn't realize he could even fit. He got a little stuck on the way out, but he was very proud of himself. Then, a few minutes later, as I'm still sitting there trying to finish my grocery list, I hear a strange sound over by the door. This is what I found:
He'd upended the end table, dragged it over to the door, and right after this picture, turned around and unlocked all the locks! Help....

Yesterday, he further astounded us with this behavior: Yep, that's a screwdriver in his hand. In the hole for the screws, and turning it the right way... He of course, made an innocent pose and said "Cheese" as soon as he realized I was taking his picture, but still... The kid is only 18 months old! And I'm about to have another one to take care of. I'm gonna have to move the night latch out of reach, and hide all the tools every time I go to nurse the baby... =) He sure is a cutie though, and we're amused by him as much as amazed. But I would appreciate any extreme childproofing tips you have... =)

3 comments:

Mandy said...

Duct tape him to the ceiling? LoL

Yay for girl baby (we hope)...girls are a lot of fun, too.

The Wilkins Family said...

That's a little young, although Jackson was pretty good at that kind of stuff. Installing a hook and eye latch at the very top of the door was all we could find to stop him. Of course, you could always just use a lock that only opens with a key and hide the key...

When I went for my "confirmation ultrasound" with Luke I had the same sort of thing happen. It was scheduled for Thursday and Monday I developed a horrible sinus infection. My primary care wouldn't treat me because they already knew I was pregnant but the ob wouldn't treat me because they hadn't confirmed the pregnancy by ultrasound. Then, the day of the ultrasound I was an hour late because they left the wrong time on my machine. OF course the tech had already left for vacation! I stood there crying in the lobby and then went to the er to get antibiotics.

Mama Llama-Karen said...

You two have the same problem I had; a clever little man, with a cute face. I think they have the adorable faces so we stop and think, try not to smile (when it's not appropriate) and then deal with the problem. He has such an angel face in these pictures. Good luck with that!