Heartbeat

Everything went fine at today's appointment. The baby-blob is growing at a normal rate and I could see the heartbeat. I may have to start heparin soon, but so far, so good. My hubby was so sweet last night. I am such a nervous wreck, I really wanted him to go to my appointment with me today. He really wanted to come to the ultrasound, but he had to be in court this morning. So he gave me his wedding band so that I would have a part of him with me today. I love this man.

My brother's wife called me last night to express her sheer joy about our news. She is such a sweetheart. She was unsure about whether or not to call me yet, but in the end, she decided to call. She asked me if she could throw my baby shower, which made me want to cry. I am so touched to know that she thinks of me as a sister.

It's really odd to see how happy people are for us. I am really not at that joyful stage yet, and I don't know if I will get there any time soon. Don't get me wrong, I am grateful beyond words. But it is really hard for me to think too far ahead right now. I need to start doing some yoga or something to calm my nerves.

Things that made me want to vomit so far today:
1. The smell of the chicken noodle soup I got for lunch today. I had to throw it away.
2. The homeless man sitting outside my building picking at a sore on his leg.
3. The smell of 40 different perfumes in the lobby. (Our building is hosting a discount perfume sale today and tomorow. gag!)
4. The Woodstock Choco Cranberry Crunch trail mix sitting on my desk. I usually love this stuff but not today.
5. On the package it says that Woodstock Farms provides a habitat beneficials (bugs that feed on pests). Just thinking about all the bugs. G.A.G.

Thankfully, somehow I have managed to keep my food in my belly. Barely.

Edit: I was horrified to see how crazy this post looked. Blogger was doing some crazy stuff yesterday...that's it..it was blogger's fault!

And then there was one

Today's ultrasound revealed that one embryo is growing. I am happy that there is some normal activity going on in there. I am sad for the ones that didn't make it. Overall, the good outweighs the bad. I'm still pregnant.

My Folks

A conversation with my mom:

Mom: How do you feel?
Me: Nauseous.
Mom: Good, good. Hopefully you’ll be throwing up soon.

A conversation with my dad:

Me: I have something to tell you.
Daddy: I already know you are pregnant.
Me: How do you know?
Daddy: I’m old school. I can just tell.

Let the Worrying Begin!

As you might already know, I have been down this road before. Twice, to be exact. So while I am very happy that we have crossed a major hurdle, I am still terrified. My old clinic was big on the constant monitoring. I would go 2-3 times a week for blood and ultrasound. Even though it was a little stressful waiting for that phone call at 2pm every other day, at least I knew where things stood. Our current clinic only does once a week monitoring. ONCE A WEEK! That gives me 7 whole days between appointments to wonder what's going on in there. Seven days to worry about every little twinge, cramp and pain. Seven days of examining my discharge 75 times a day (I know, tmi) and wondering is it supposed to be this color? (Any expert crinone users out there?)Honestly, I don't know how I will stay sane.

Anyhoo, I went for an ultrasound, bloodwork and another dose of IvIg on Thursday. One thing I really like about this clinic is that my doctor does her own ultrasound scans. No stupid technician who can't find my uterus. Also, they have a really cool high tech 3D ultrasound machine. From the ultrasound, it looks like at least two of the embryos implanted. One of the doctors seemed to think there might be three, but it was too early to tell. Three! Weeee!

I go back for another ultrasound on Wednesday. Pray that I don't lose my mind before then.

Drum Roll, Please.....

To all my lovely internet friends, you can breathe easy for the moment....
Beta HCG=470=pregnant! :-)

The Torture Wait Continues

In my mind, I thought that testing on 8dp3dt seemed a little odd. I mean, that's really early, right? But on the instruction sheet they gave me after the transfer, it said that they will do a pregnancy test on Sept. 1 and again on Sept. 5. Well the nurse confirmed that today's bloodwork was just a baseline test and that they will not be calling me with any results today. I go back on Tuesday for the real deal. Curses! How will I make it all weekend without knowing? Will I be able to resist the poas trap? (Stupid First Respon.se value pack!!) Has TiVo stored up enough episodes of Nip/Tuck to keep me occupied for an entire weekend? Maybe that and a good old Law & Order SVU marathon will get me through.