ladies and gents, we have a date!

Today we had our first official prenatal appointment with the OB/GYN and then had our first official ultrasound.

Both appointments went great. We got the skinny on what's okay during the pregnancy (I'm allowed to get my hair dyed, pedicures are fine, and baths are okay, but most OTC medication is off-limits. Need to stock up on Tylenol apparently. And oh how I miss soft cheese. Honestly. Do you know how many delicious vegetarian sandwiches are made with feta? Most of them.) They made me pee in a cup, and took a ton of blood. The only test that Doc G thought might turn up problems was the iron check. And that's not a strong likelihood, but being a vegetarian there's a greater chance that I'm anemic. Pleased with everything we found out.

At 3:30 we had the "real" ultrasound. Meet tater! We think s/he looks a little like an elephant. Apparently tater's head is at the top of the picture. S/he measured .9 centimeters long, and according to the size, s/he is 6 weeks 6 days today. The official due date is March 19, 2011. The most exciting part was really getting to see tater's heart beat. It was beating at 144 beats per minute, and the ultrasound tech said this was right where we want it to be. Hooray!

So, all is well. I've had mild nausea all week, which is a good thing I'm told. And the exhaustion remains. For the entirety of our relationship, Brad has always been the first to fall asleep. No longer. 9:30 pm is now a perfectly acceptable bedtime. Maybe 10:30, but only if I squeeze in a three-hour nap during the afternoon.