I have already lost track of the number of times I've been in my obstetrician's office in the last 7 months. But today, I walked in with a renewed sense of belonging.
The last handful of times I was in her office, I felt like an imposter. I wasn't pregnant. Even though I was there for a post-partum visit, I didn't have a cooing infant in a carrier at my side.
But today, I went in and got on the scale with confidence. I peed in a cup with confidence. I sat still for my blood pressure reading with confidence. I had my blood drawn with confidence.
And when they sent me on my merry way with a gift bag from Similac, as if this were my first, untainted pregnancy, I walked out with confidence.
I have my next appointment with my regular ob on October 13. It feels like a world away, but I know I'll blink and it will be here.
Bring it on. I'm ready.