I took an unexpected trip to the doctor yesterday.
Nothing's wrong. Everything's fine.
Mostly, (ok, entirely), it was me being paranoid.
I've been nervous for a while now, because I wasn't feeling Cate move. Well, yesterday made it 9 days since I'd last felt movement. Once I hit that number, I freaked. So I called the dr. and left a message at the nurses station. Thankfully, the office is full of wonderful people and I was called back in less than 15 minutes.
I fully expected a reprimand for being silly and paranoid, which probably would have calmed me down. Instead, they decided to have me come in that afternoon so I could hear the heartbeat and calm down.
I am extremely grateful they had me come in, but I admit it scared the poo out of me that they didn't think I was just being silly.
Long story short, Cate's just fine. I heard beautiful 148 BPM. The nurse practitioner said she's probably got herself turned around so her butt is facing outwards. She said if that's the case, I won't feel anything for a while.
Lesson learned: Stop freaking out. I have a perfectly healthy little girl in there who's just fine. Chill.