Not good excitement...

Well, we had a little excitement on Monday night. For some unknown reason, my heart decided to run a marathon of it's own and my pulse was racing very fast. After checking with my friend who is a nurse, she decided that a call to my doctor was definitely in order. He wanted me to go to the hospital just to make sure everything was okay with the baby. We spent about 3 hours being monitored before my heart rate finally slowed back down to a normal speed. Let me just tell you, this little guy was not impressed with the monitoring belts on my belly. He beat me up the entire time they were on there. I guess he doesn't like anything to cramp his space!

My doctor decided that sending us to a cardiologist would be a good idea, to make sure it wasn't something we needed to be concerned about. So, I have an appointment for next Monday morning.