Not Cutting the Baby in Half

So today was our first appointment with the new doctor. His name (as the title suggests) is Doctor Solomon. He came complete with a great attitude, jokes, and a beard, just like we picture King Solomon in the Bible. Well...with the beard at least.

Anyways, to continue the story, we got down to the hospital with little delay, and within short notice we (she) had refilled out all her paperwork and we were called in to see the doctor.

So he came in, insisted that we not get up from our seats, and welcomed us warmly and started asking a bunch of questions. The Little Kitty answered them all and had some of her own. The whole time he was very considerate and made a point to go into detail on many health issues and/or things we didn't quite understand. This was rather nice, as the previous doctor, while seeming competent enough, didn't seem have quite the bedside manner we were looking for.

There was no ultrasound this time, but Doc Solomon did bring his microphone thing, and upon putting it to LK's belly, we once again got to hear the "thumpthumpthumpthump" of the Little Monster's beating heart (at 168 beats per minute). This time though, we heard a weird "whoosh" sound. Upon seeing the odd looks on our face, he told us that that was the baby's kick! I didn't know babys made sounds when they kicked, but apparently they do! That was really really cool. A couple seconds later we heard a "beep beep...beep beep", and the doctor told us that it was not, in fact, the baby, but rather that his microphone thing needed new batteries.

So overall it was a great treat to go. Great doc, great place, and the Little Kitty felt it was a bit more "homey" than the last place, so what's good for her is good for me.

Release the Beast!