LIFE LESSONS: CHEST COLDS AND GYNECOLOGISTS DON'T MIX

So, I went to this pregnancy's first OB/Gyn appointment yesterday. First things first, I am exactly 9 weeks pregnant as of today. My official due date is June 17, but I tend to run late and will probably actually give birth around June 24. The baby looks like a healthy peanut, with a very strong heartbeat. I love seeing those first images of the baby! I could make out little arms and legs, and a great big head, and that wonderful, beating heart.

And now, on to the Life Lesson.

I have been surrounded by illness for about a week. My husband (who continued to go to work in spite of his illness) had a bad chest cold. Bean spent a few days with a fever and the sniffles. Cakes is still recovering from a head cold. And I have had a hefty chest cold on top of the sometimes debilitating nausea. So, I've spent my week choking my way through each day while covered in a moderate coating of kid snot.

So, as I was saying, I had my first OB/Gyn appointment yesterday (and let me preface this story by saying that I've been so distracted by household illness that I forgot to shave my legs at all this past week). Anyway, I was at the doctor's office. We discussed some medical history, and then the "lady doctor" proceeded to do what "lady doctors" do.

Then, I began to feel a tickle in my throat. I tried to ignore it. It would not be ignored. I tried to politely clear my throat. The tickle remained. I coughed a little "ahem"-type cough. The tickle grew worse. Suddenly, in the middle of everything, I began coughing uncontrollably. It was that kind of cough that makes you dry heave and gag and barely get a breath in between hacking. The doctor grabbed the trash can in case I began to throw up from the coughing. And, then I peed myself. Yes. Ah, pregnancy.

All in all, it was an eventful appointment.