When we first found out and the WORST doctor's experience EVER!

When we first found out..

For a few weeks, I thought I was just really sick. I was nauseous every single day (and throwing up stomach acid, because I couldn't eat anything). Even when I did eat, it never stayed down. My body was always exhausted and I could barely do anything with my days. It was pretty bad. The same thing had happened a few months earlier and I took a pregnancy test, just in case, but it came out negative.

F.Y.I-- I never believed I could or would get pregnant.Why? Let's just say I went through some chemotherapy treatments where they had told me that my chance of conceiving in the future would be at 10% at the most (if there was even a chance). So, yeah.. This is DEFINITELY why I call this little one my miracle baby!! Either that or my hubs has some SUPER SPERM!! LOOOOL. But we were at a point in our lives where we decided not to "TRY", but if it happens, we'd be happy. If nothing happens, then we can spend the extra money and time to travel and etc. We were definitely VERYYY happy!

My mama bear kept bugging me to take a pregnancy test, so I decided to satisfy her curiosity and bought two from the Dollar Tree (<--These work JUST as well as the EXPENSIVE PT's, so if you spend $20 on one, you're an idiot. These were only $1.) I took it randomly at work (we own our own restaurant) while my sister and hubs were visiting me. Two lines came up right away. The box was telling me two lines meant positive. I was STILL confused. I STILL refused to believe it. My mom and sister got instantly excited. The hubs looked so confused and in shock. HAHAHA, his face was priceless! I called up one of my best friends (Becca) and she was screaming with excitement. She was more than happy to come with me to the clinic the next morning so I can get some REAL proof if I am pregnant or not.

The next morning, we went to the clinic together, I peed in a cup, I waited 5 minutes, and the nurse called me in. So these were her first words..

"So, your test came out positive and you are VERY pregnant." 

What did that even mean?? VERY pregnant?? Well, I found out what that meant when I scheduled an appointed to see a doctor. I STILL refused to believe I was really pregnant. I really thought perhaps it was a..

Hydatidiform Mole (Molar Pregnancy) A hydatidiform mole is a rare mass or growth that forms inside the uterus at the beginning of a pregnancy. It is a type of gestational trophoblastic disease (GTD). There are two types: Partial molar pregnancy & Complete molar pregnancy. (I thought I had the "Complete molar pregnancy".) In a complete molar pregnancy, there is an abnormal placenta but no fetus. A Molar pregnancy often mimics a healthy pregnancy . (Look it up if you want.)

I read somewhere 1 out of 1000 women get it, but still.. I thought I might be that one. Come on.. I had EVERY reason to believe this couldn't be real. From the day the doctor had told me it was be near impossible, I've mentally prepared myself to not get attached to kids. I was NEVER around kids anyways until my friends started having kids and meeting my man (he LOVESSS kids and around them ALL the time).

Anyways, looking for a doctor was hard. I didn't know HOW to choose. My only requirement was I wanted a male ob/gyn, OLD (experienced) and he CANNOT be asian. I know, I know, I'm Korean, so why wouldn't I want an asian doctor? BECAUSE..

• I cannot understand a good majority of them. I want to full understand my doctor and I cannot do that if he has a heavy accent. And chances are if he's OLD, he WILL be fobbish. No, thanks!
• Older asians are just SOO much more judgmental. I want to be able to be completely open and honest with my doctor. I don't think I can discuss MOST of the issues or ask the questions I have in mind with them. I know I'm probably being prejudice. But whatever, if I don't feel comfortable, I don't feel comfortable. No one can change how I feel about it. 

Yeah, even AFTER my reasons, I read a good review on a KOREAN doctor, and everyone else I called wouldn't schedule me for weeks, I went to go see him. Man, it was SO AWKWARD and the worst experience EVER. Some people already know, but I don't state his name here. But anyways, my experience with him wasn't only because he was and old Korean with an accent, it was how him and some of his staff handled everything.

THE WORST DOCTOR'S EXPERIENCE EVER!!!

My appointment was at 10:00am, I come in on time, but need to fill out some papers. I sit in the tiny ass waiting room until 10:30am. I hear a VERY faint "Jenny" coming from the door that is barely cracked open. I look up, see no one, so I continue playing on my phone. Then 10 seconds later, an asian nurse with a terrible accent stands at the door and says "Jenny" again, this time louder and looking annoyed that I didn't come inside when she first called. (UMMM, WTF?? How the hell was I suppose to know I was suppose to just open the door and walk inside, aren't you the one that's suppose to GET me?? I was freaking annoyed as hell with this dumb bitch.) Anyways, she doesn't say anything, walks into a room, and sits down. So I just guess I was suppose to follow her? I sit down and she leaves the room without a word. Usually, nurses or doctors TELL YOU what they are about to do to you to clue you in on what's going on. 
 

NOPE. She walks back in with a blood pressure machine, grabs my arm, and takes my BP. Afterwards, she hands me a little cup and leaves the room. THE WHOLE FUCKING TIME, SHE NEVER SAYS A FUCKING WORD. So I'm assuming I'm suppose to pee into this cup. I go into the bathroom to do the business and they don't even have towelette wipes to clean yourself before you pee into the cup! This is a REAL HOSPITAL, how the hell do they not have any wipes in here?
 

Ugh.. So I'm even more annoyed. Then after 20 minutes of waiting in that little room, an older korean man stands in the doorway and says, "Jenny? Come with me." Yeah, this jackass was my doctor. I got my "Hi, my name is Dr. ___." or even a freaking handshake. Nothing. I follow him to his office, he sits down, asks a few questions, scribbles something on paper, gets up, and make me follow him into another room. I thought I was there just to interview him and then I could make a final decision if I wanted him as my doctor or not, but he brought me to the ultrasound room.
 

At this point, my curiosity got the best of me, so I decided to just do the ultrasound. It was so damn awkward having this dude looking at my Tarzan jungle and to top it off, I wore my Toms Shoes that day, so my feet were STANKKKKYYY! HAHA, I'll admit I felt sorry for him. He must have been suffering! He lubed up the little alien probe-looking tool and plopped it in. It felt cold, weird, and it hurt. The picture of what popped up on the monitor is at below, right now I'm still venting about this doctor! Anyways, all he says is, "There's the heart beating, the arms, legs, and head. You're due date is February 2nd. Okay, now put your clothes on and meet me in my office." How sensitive right?? No emotion whatsoever! I was there all by myself and it would have been nice to hear even a little bit of support! Especially after he knows this is my first child! And he just told me the due date, never did he even say how far along I was. Ugh, I hope my smelly feet gave that jerk a fat ass headache!! 

Anyways, I sit in his office, he scribbles more stuff on paper, and a nurse comes in and hands me a baggy filled with magazines and starter prenatal vitamins. The prenatals came with two different kinds of pills with each kit with NO instructions on the box and the doctor never told me what each pill was for. Then he proceeds to stand up with, "Okay, well, we'll make another appointment.." I cut him off because he never even asked me if I had ANY questions! I stop him and tell him I've been nauseous and it's been affecting my weight and appetite. He scribbles me a prescription and hands it to me and walks out the door. NOPE, this asshole didn't even tell me WHAT he prescribed me, how to take it, or what it's for. UGGHHH!!! 

I've already decided at that point that I'm finding another doctor and will NEVER refer this man to anyone. I've even heard a few bad things about him afterwards..

• My mom tells me a few of her friends were telling her to tell me not to see him again because he was their doctor, and he did a terrible "sewing" job down there. They ALL didn't feel right down there after birth. 
• A friend of mine was telling me how he was her mom's doctor and her sister got stuck in the birth canal. Both mother and daughter were dying and he just freaked out and tried to LEAVE THE ROOM in the middle of delivery!! WTFF??? The nurse had to step in and knock some sense into him! OMFG. 
• After a meeting with my NEW doctor's nurse, I had told her my experience with the previous doctor I saw, and she instantly said, "Did you see Dr. ____?" OMG, she knew who I was talking about! He certainly had a bad rep that I had no idea about! I'm so glad I didn't see him anymore. 

BLAHHHHH!!! ANYWAYS, enough of that asshole and his unprofessional staff! Here's what popped up on the monitor!! (My new doctor's nurse calculated how many weeks I was at the time.) 

My little baby nuggest!!!! I was at 10 weeks and had no idea!!! I started crying when I saw this. I watched it's heart beating and everything looked okay in there. What's even more amazing is..

Baby's DUE DATE is 02/02/2011 <--The SAME birthday as the baby's daddy!!! :0) I know first pregnancies are never accurate in the DD's, but how awesome would that be if it was?? Babe definitely thinks it would be the best birthday present ever if daddy and baby shared their birthdays. Hehehe.. So cute! 

To OUR LITTLE MIRACLE BABY..

Mommy and Daddy love you to death! We cannot wait until you're finally here! I promise to make your current little home as warm and as comfortable as ever until you're ready to come out. You are officially our everything and you've made us, all your uncles & aunties, and your grandmas & grandpas EXTREMELY happy and excited! We promise to give you everything you deserve and so much more.<3