by Jaime Robinson
heart was racing and my hands were sweaty as I entered the OB office this past March.
I noticed that my normally calm husband was fidgeting in his seat next to me as
he grabbed my hand and we started answering the nurse’s questions and she typed
them into her computer.
The nurse was extremely kind and very down to earth as she
ran through her list of questions while logging in our medical histories. I was
getting more and more anxious as the questions kept coming, dreading the one I
knew she was going to ask.
And before I knew it, she asked it.
“Is this your first pregnancy?”