Yeah I've been a total slacker on keeping this up like I did with Bug!
Even my blog has 2nd child syndrome!
Let's see....we spent a week down in Disney over Thanksgiving week and we had our moments. I will say we did have a nice time, but it was very different going with a 15 month and being pregnant. Having gone to Disney, too many times to count, I was used to going full force from open to close of the parks. This was the hardest part for me - I just couldn't do it. I had to fight back the tears one day because I was so physically exhausted, my knee felt like it was going to tear off and I just couldn't lug the backpack/camera anymore. The sicky face bug hit us while we were down there: Bug got it first so she was the germ carrier (as we liked to call her) - then Hubs got it pretty bad - then it hit my parents right around the time we were leaving. Then it was my turn.
We got home on a Friday afternoon and I just didn't care to do anything. Within an hour of being home, Bug had already destroyed the house. I sat and watched it all happen and didn't do anything about it. I couldn't.
By Monday morning I couldn't pick my head up off the pillow so I chose to call in sick - which I felt horrible about because I was just gone for a week. Tried to sleep throughout the day but didn't have much luck. Tuesday same feeling but just felt weak/dizzy. Time to call the doctor's.
When they saw me she told me that between the exhaustion and virus I was fighting it was time for moderate bed rest for 2 days. I knew that this was all my fault for not taking it easy and all I could think about was the stress I put on the baby as well. Thank God for the doppler at home - her heartbeat had been perfect everyday since we'd been back!
Time for our 18 week appointment. OB appointment was nice and quick - heart rate was perfect and all sounds well. Next stop, u/s appointment. Hubs called and said he wasn't feeling well and wouldn't be able to make it - I was a little sad since this would be the first time we actually got to really see her but nothing I could do, he tried but just couldn't make it.
The tech calls me back and we begin the scan. She was in the most awkward position ever - her feet were down by my cervix - her head was squished up by the placenta....this all made it super hard for the tech to get a good profile/3D image. We tried everything to try to get her to move positions - lay on one side, now try the other, let me jiggle your belly (thanks for that!) nothing. First thought....awesome, we have another stubborn punk on our hands! Everything looked great even though they didn't get a perfect shot of the 4 chamber heart. They saw it but then she would jerk a little when they would try to get the image.
I am making a promise to myself that I will do much better at trying to keep this updated, so at least Baby #2 has something to look back and read regarding what I went through with her :)
Tuesday, December 16, 2014
Friday, October 10, 2014
Tuesday, October 7, 2014
The lies can stop!
We have finally told both sides of our families! Hubs and I brought Bug over to his parents house, donning her Big Sister shirt, the day after our u/s and last RE appointment. To our surprise his father was the only one home!
As we all sat in the living room, hubs and I kept laughing to ourselves.....his father is not getting it or he just isn't paying attention to her shirt. Finally after 15 minutes - no exaggeration - he read her shirt out loud and asked us what that meant. Asked us if she was really gonna be a big sister. He was thrilled! Then we sat and waiting anxiously for his mother to get back home. My FIL was sure that she would notice it right away. Well her time frame was longer than his! She even fixed her shirt while she was holding her (nearly died laughing when she didn't notice). Bug was walking towards her when she finally saw the shirt and screamed Big Sister about 5 times! It was great.
That following week was torture! My mom's birthday was coming up so my whole family was getting together to celebrate. She always takes her birthday off (usually plays hookie with my nephew who shares her birthday) and I, as dumb as I was, told my father I had to work from home that day. This lead to them saying they might swing by on their way up to my sisters. Um No. No you can't.
I begin to think of any excuse to use to make sure they don't swing by - I had 2 appointments that afternoon...one u/s and one with OB.
So I lie.
I told them the Jeep has a few recalls and Hubs was able to work his magic with Service to get me in.
Worked out since my father said they wouldn't be leaving till later in the afternoon so won't be able to swing by.
Perfect!
Friday night I begin to wrap every one's gifts. I felt like a little girl as I was getting my mom's gift ready. I had purchased a stuffed animal Nemo for her - back story.....the egg that we ended up transferring was always called Nemo....because of it being the last egg to survive.
As I was putting her gift bag together, I took one of the u/s pictures and taped it to the bottom of the bag and wrote - See you in May (middle sister who knew felt that was a good idea in case she didn't get the stuffed Nemo).
Everyone makes it up to the house Saturday and the food arrives. Hubs leans over and asked if we could give my mom her gift now because he's going to blow it - he's the WORST with secrets!
We all ate and now it was time for gifts. I leap up from the couch and go grab my camera. My oldest sister started to make fun of my mom and I for taking so many pictures, and again I lie and tell her I have to get used to this new lens before our Disney trip.
Kids gifts are done - now it's my mom's turn. My stomach was doing flips. I couldn't wait for her to open it.
As she pulled the first piece of pink tissue paper up, her head falls in her hands. She knows. She got it. When she finally pulled Nemo out she shouted across the room to my father: Eddie look what I got. Him being ever so clueless just nodded and went, oh that's nice. It took him about three times of hearing the word Nemo before he understood. My SIL was standing next to me with complete confusion on her face and asked what this all meant and why was everyone crying. I just turned and looked at her and told her I was pregnant. She was so shocked and just grabbed me to give me a hug. Then said, guess we aren't drinking in Disney together this year ;)
All in all I was so happy I pulled this off. Both of my parents now received our pregnancy news on each of their birthday's.....strange how that worked out.
As we all sat in the living room, hubs and I kept laughing to ourselves.....his father is not getting it or he just isn't paying attention to her shirt. Finally after 15 minutes - no exaggeration - he read her shirt out loud and asked us what that meant. Asked us if she was really gonna be a big sister. He was thrilled! Then we sat and waiting anxiously for his mother to get back home. My FIL was sure that she would notice it right away. Well her time frame was longer than his! She even fixed her shirt while she was holding her (nearly died laughing when she didn't notice). Bug was walking towards her when she finally saw the shirt and screamed Big Sister about 5 times! It was great.
That following week was torture! My mom's birthday was coming up so my whole family was getting together to celebrate. She always takes her birthday off (usually plays hookie with my nephew who shares her birthday) and I, as dumb as I was, told my father I had to work from home that day. This lead to them saying they might swing by on their way up to my sisters. Um No. No you can't.
I begin to think of any excuse to use to make sure they don't swing by - I had 2 appointments that afternoon...one u/s and one with OB.
So I lie.
I told them the Jeep has a few recalls and Hubs was able to work his magic with Service to get me in.
Worked out since my father said they wouldn't be leaving till later in the afternoon so won't be able to swing by.
Perfect!
Friday night I begin to wrap every one's gifts. I felt like a little girl as I was getting my mom's gift ready. I had purchased a stuffed animal Nemo for her - back story.....the egg that we ended up transferring was always called Nemo....because of it being the last egg to survive.
As I was putting her gift bag together, I took one of the u/s pictures and taped it to the bottom of the bag and wrote - See you in May (middle sister who knew felt that was a good idea in case she didn't get the stuffed Nemo).
Everyone makes it up to the house Saturday and the food arrives. Hubs leans over and asked if we could give my mom her gift now because he's going to blow it - he's the WORST with secrets!
We all ate and now it was time for gifts. I leap up from the couch and go grab my camera. My oldest sister started to make fun of my mom and I for taking so many pictures, and again I lie and tell her I have to get used to this new lens before our Disney trip.
Kids gifts are done - now it's my mom's turn. My stomach was doing flips. I couldn't wait for her to open it.
As she pulled the first piece of pink tissue paper up, her head falls in her hands. She knows. She got it. When she finally pulled Nemo out she shouted across the room to my father: Eddie look what I got. Him being ever so clueless just nodded and went, oh that's nice. It took him about three times of hearing the word Nemo before he understood. My SIL was standing next to me with complete confusion on her face and asked what this all meant and why was everyone crying. I just turned and looked at her and told her I was pregnant. She was so shocked and just grabbed me to give me a hug. Then said, guess we aren't drinking in Disney together this year ;)
All in all I was so happy I pulled this off. Both of my parents now received our pregnancy news on each of their birthday's.....strange how that worked out.
Friday, September 26, 2014
Here we go again
I couldn't wait to sleep past 5:00 am. When I opened my eyes the room was bright so I knew it was way past my normal morning wake up. It was almost 7:00! YES! Bug was still sleeping, hubs was getting ready and my lazy ass was still laying in bed, enjoying every minute of it.
Hubs got Bug up and continued with their normal morning routine. At that point I figured I best get up since we would have to leave for our appointment soon. Once they were both ready it was my turn to jump in the shower while he headed off to drop Bug at daycare. While I was getting ready I just prayed. I prayed that everything would turn out okay today.
Traffic was the normal heavy, everyone driving up each other's asses. Until one section when all of a sudden I go from driving 11 mph to 67mph. Where the hell did everyone go? Is there a vortex that they drive in to so traffic clears up just before I have to get off the hospital exit? Seriously though, where did they all go?
Hubs was already there waiting for me and we had some time to kill before the appointment. We decided to head to the coffee shop so I could grab a muffin to settle my rumbling belly. Sat there chatting about random stuff before we thought why not head over now to see if we could get in early. I check in and about 5 minutes after I sat down they were calling me back...awesome. What wasn't so awesome was how long I sat in the lounge waiting to be called for the ultra sound! I was literally falling asleep in my chair before the sweet little tech student came back to get me.
While we were headed to the room I cut her off and told her my husband was in the waiting room and if she could please go grab him.....rookie. We are all finally in the room and they are explaining what will happen (been there, done that....too many times!) The u/s tech explained that the student is here working with her and would it be okay is she scanned my stomach. My initial reaction was sure, why not right? She needs to learn. Let me stop and tell you that if any of you are asked this question, it's okay to say no! I don't know how long she had been doing ultra sounds, but wasn't the best idea on my part to have a Rookie scan me - especially since she wasn't getting the best pictures, which of course was causing pure panic to set in.
The tech takes over and shows up the flicker! Thank You Jesus!!!!!!!!!!! Asked me to go empty my bladder to get ready for Wanda the Wand. Another reason to not be excited if there is a student monitoring the appointment - they scanned every inch up in there! EVERY INCH! Once she was done showing the girl every inch of my insides she told me we would get back to the fun part. Listen lady, there is nothing fun about having Wanda the Wand shoved up in your lady bits......but I knew she was referring to going back to look at the baby.
Everything looked great. Radiologist didn't feel the need to come in as there was a strong heartbeat and measurement looked good. We sat in the room for about 10 minutes before we were cleared to go meet with our RE.
During our meeting with the RE I told myself I didn't want to cry. But alas, tears flowed. She is the most sincere, caring, loving woman....I am so glad we had her as our doctor. Chatted about some things and then we asked if she could tell us the sex of the baby. She logged on the her computer and tried to go through all the information but was unable to locate it quickly for us - told us she would call us in about a half an hour to let us know.
Hubs left for work while I waited for the nurse to come out with samples of Crinone - BYE BYE PIO!!!!! Chatted with her for a few and then off I went to enjoy a few quiet hours before it was time to get Bug.
I was pulling on to the highway and see 'that number'.....what did I forget???? It was Nurse Nancy.
So you want to know the sex of the baby?
Well, it's a GIRL!
Hubs got Bug up and continued with their normal morning routine. At that point I figured I best get up since we would have to leave for our appointment soon. Once they were both ready it was my turn to jump in the shower while he headed off to drop Bug at daycare. While I was getting ready I just prayed. I prayed that everything would turn out okay today.
Traffic was the normal heavy, everyone driving up each other's asses. Until one section when all of a sudden I go from driving 11 mph to 67mph. Where the hell did everyone go? Is there a vortex that they drive in to so traffic clears up just before I have to get off the hospital exit? Seriously though, where did they all go?
Hubs was already there waiting for me and we had some time to kill before the appointment. We decided to head to the coffee shop so I could grab a muffin to settle my rumbling belly. Sat there chatting about random stuff before we thought why not head over now to see if we could get in early. I check in and about 5 minutes after I sat down they were calling me back...awesome. What wasn't so awesome was how long I sat in the lounge waiting to be called for the ultra sound! I was literally falling asleep in my chair before the sweet little tech student came back to get me.
While we were headed to the room I cut her off and told her my husband was in the waiting room and if she could please go grab him.....rookie. We are all finally in the room and they are explaining what will happen (been there, done that....too many times!) The u/s tech explained that the student is here working with her and would it be okay is she scanned my stomach. My initial reaction was sure, why not right? She needs to learn. Let me stop and tell you that if any of you are asked this question, it's okay to say no! I don't know how long she had been doing ultra sounds, but wasn't the best idea on my part to have a Rookie scan me - especially since she wasn't getting the best pictures, which of course was causing pure panic to set in.
The tech takes over and shows up the flicker! Thank You Jesus!!!!!!!!!!! Asked me to go empty my bladder to get ready for Wanda the Wand. Another reason to not be excited if there is a student monitoring the appointment - they scanned every inch up in there! EVERY INCH! Once she was done showing the girl every inch of my insides she told me we would get back to the fun part. Listen lady, there is nothing fun about having Wanda the Wand shoved up in your lady bits......but I knew she was referring to going back to look at the baby.
Everything looked great. Radiologist didn't feel the need to come in as there was a strong heartbeat and measurement looked good. We sat in the room for about 10 minutes before we were cleared to go meet with our RE.
During our meeting with the RE I told myself I didn't want to cry. But alas, tears flowed. She is the most sincere, caring, loving woman....I am so glad we had her as our doctor. Chatted about some things and then we asked if she could tell us the sex of the baby. She logged on the her computer and tried to go through all the information but was unable to locate it quickly for us - told us she would call us in about a half an hour to let us know.
Hubs left for work while I waited for the nurse to come out with samples of Crinone - BYE BYE PIO!!!!! Chatted with her for a few and then off I went to enjoy a few quiet hours before it was time to get Bug.
I was pulling on to the highway and see 'that number'.....what did I forget???? It was Nurse Nancy.
So you want to know the sex of the baby?
Well, it's a GIRL!
Tuesday, September 16, 2014
Well that was scary!
Love Friday's at work....Friday's at work = jeans! I don't have to iron, I don't have to wonder if I already wore that outfit already this week....just throw on some jeans, grab a top and I'm good.
Knew it was going to be an easy day since I had planned on spending half of my day working at our other location - as I was leaving the main office my boss said he had to leave around noon for the doctor's...no problem, I'll make sure I'm back in time.
While I was driving my uterus felt like it was going to explode and the cramps....everything about the ride down was very uncomfortable. When I arrived I drop my laptop off in the empty office I always use and make my rounds to say hello to everyone. As I was talking with one of the mangers I felt the sudden urge to use the bathroom - instead I headed back to get my laptop booted up so I can get some stuff done. Can't hold it any longer - make my way to the bathroom.
My heart sank - I nearly threw up on myself......my liner was covered in blood! NO....this cannot be happening. What is going on? I try to collect myself as best as I can and make it back to the office where my stuff is. I immediately call my RE's office and through the tears I tell them about all the blood....so much blood. I then call hubs and tell him and ask that he please cancel his lunch plans as I need him to be with me.
I sat waiting for them to call back. Nothing. I couldn't stop shaking in fear that I was in fact losing this pregnancy while I was sitting at someones desk. I just stared at my screen, not being able to move or do anything. Finally, I decided to call the main number. The woman that answered informed me the nurses are all doing clinical so they might not answer. I burst into tears and tell her this is an emergency and explain what is going on. I could hear the sorrow in her voice as she tells me she will go grab someone. Nurse Susan gets on the phone and informs me she was just picking up to call me back - asks if I'm still bleeding and if I'm still cramping, to which I answer yes to both questions. Told me she would call me right back with a time to come in for an ultra sound. At that point I was done, my mind was gone. Got the call to be there for 1:00 and then to head up to their office to discuss the results.
I couldn't sit at work anymore. I packed everything up and by the time I made it to my car I went in to complete meltdown. Why is this happening? What went wrong? I cried the whole way home. As I approached my house I could see hubs outside waiting with Bug. All I wanted to do was scoop her up and hug her. Told her that mommy needed lots of love today.
During the time that we spent at home waiting until it was time to leave for the ultrasound, I spent most of that time in the bathroom. I cried, I tried to collect myself, I was confused, I was angry and I was convinced I had lost this pregnancy.
We get to the hospital and didn't have to wait too long. I tried everything in my power to not break down into tears, but when the nurse was explaining what I needed to do: put two gowns on, put your stuff in the locker, take the key, I lost it again. I couldn't even look at her. I then am shuttled to the waiting lounge for the patients and within a few minutes I am being called back. The nurse asked me if I was nervous....what gave it away, my blood shot/swollen eyes?
She gears me up for the ultrasound and I didn't even want to look at the screen - I kept trying to turn my head to see Bug. When she told us she would have to do an internal to get more detail I knew, I knew at that moment there was nothing. We were told we had to wait for the Radiologist before she could perform the internal. At this point Bug had had enough....she was tired and sick and little did she know she was going to the doctor's herself next.
We get word that he is finally there and she begins the internal. She looks around and isn't saying anything. Then she says, there is the sac. I asked what that meant, but nothing. No response. To me that equaled you lost the pregnancy. In walks the Radiologist and what came out of his mouth next, neither Hubs nor I expected.....all looks great. The yolk sac has a great ring that we look for at this stage so nothing to worry about.
So we are okay? We are okay? and with his quick wit charm tells me that WE are okay and asked if I was worried? Well yes sir, I was. The amount of blood and clots that I saw there was no way I was still pregnant. He continued to show me where a hematoma was and that was causing all the bleeding but it should be stopping within a day or 2 due to the size that was left.
Get the go ahead to head up to our RE's office and within minutes of us being in there Nurse Nancy came out and just gave me two thumbs up and told me I was measuring a day ahead. When I asked her why all the bleeding she just said it happens. Well don't you think we go through enough shit we don't need to have this happen?!?!?! She smiled and told me that if I needed to come back next week for another scan, just call. I am hoping that I won't and will make it until my scheduled one.
Hubs and I make it back out to the car...as we are nearing it he looks at me and goes: and you were worried for nothing, see, with his shit eating smile on!
Knew it was going to be an easy day since I had planned on spending half of my day working at our other location - as I was leaving the main office my boss said he had to leave around noon for the doctor's...no problem, I'll make sure I'm back in time.
While I was driving my uterus felt like it was going to explode and the cramps....everything about the ride down was very uncomfortable. When I arrived I drop my laptop off in the empty office I always use and make my rounds to say hello to everyone. As I was talking with one of the mangers I felt the sudden urge to use the bathroom - instead I headed back to get my laptop booted up so I can get some stuff done. Can't hold it any longer - make my way to the bathroom.
My heart sank - I nearly threw up on myself......my liner was covered in blood! NO....this cannot be happening. What is going on? I try to collect myself as best as I can and make it back to the office where my stuff is. I immediately call my RE's office and through the tears I tell them about all the blood....so much blood. I then call hubs and tell him and ask that he please cancel his lunch plans as I need him to be with me.
I sat waiting for them to call back. Nothing. I couldn't stop shaking in fear that I was in fact losing this pregnancy while I was sitting at someones desk. I just stared at my screen, not being able to move or do anything. Finally, I decided to call the main number. The woman that answered informed me the nurses are all doing clinical so they might not answer. I burst into tears and tell her this is an emergency and explain what is going on. I could hear the sorrow in her voice as she tells me she will go grab someone. Nurse Susan gets on the phone and informs me she was just picking up to call me back - asks if I'm still bleeding and if I'm still cramping, to which I answer yes to both questions. Told me she would call me right back with a time to come in for an ultra sound. At that point I was done, my mind was gone. Got the call to be there for 1:00 and then to head up to their office to discuss the results.
I couldn't sit at work anymore. I packed everything up and by the time I made it to my car I went in to complete meltdown. Why is this happening? What went wrong? I cried the whole way home. As I approached my house I could see hubs outside waiting with Bug. All I wanted to do was scoop her up and hug her. Told her that mommy needed lots of love today.
During the time that we spent at home waiting until it was time to leave for the ultrasound, I spent most of that time in the bathroom. I cried, I tried to collect myself, I was confused, I was angry and I was convinced I had lost this pregnancy.
We get to the hospital and didn't have to wait too long. I tried everything in my power to not break down into tears, but when the nurse was explaining what I needed to do: put two gowns on, put your stuff in the locker, take the key, I lost it again. I couldn't even look at her. I then am shuttled to the waiting lounge for the patients and within a few minutes I am being called back. The nurse asked me if I was nervous....what gave it away, my blood shot/swollen eyes?
She gears me up for the ultrasound and I didn't even want to look at the screen - I kept trying to turn my head to see Bug. When she told us she would have to do an internal to get more detail I knew, I knew at that moment there was nothing. We were told we had to wait for the Radiologist before she could perform the internal. At this point Bug had had enough....she was tired and sick and little did she know she was going to the doctor's herself next.
We get word that he is finally there and she begins the internal. She looks around and isn't saying anything. Then she says, there is the sac. I asked what that meant, but nothing. No response. To me that equaled you lost the pregnancy. In walks the Radiologist and what came out of his mouth next, neither Hubs nor I expected.....all looks great. The yolk sac has a great ring that we look for at this stage so nothing to worry about.
So we are okay? We are okay? and with his quick wit charm tells me that WE are okay and asked if I was worried? Well yes sir, I was. The amount of blood and clots that I saw there was no way I was still pregnant. He continued to show me where a hematoma was and that was causing all the bleeding but it should be stopping within a day or 2 due to the size that was left.
Get the go ahead to head up to our RE's office and within minutes of us being in there Nurse Nancy came out and just gave me two thumbs up and told me I was measuring a day ahead. When I asked her why all the bleeding she just said it happens. Well don't you think we go through enough shit we don't need to have this happen?!?!?! She smiled and told me that if I needed to come back next week for another scan, just call. I am hoping that I won't and will make it until my scheduled one.
Hubs and I make it back out to the car...as we are nearing it he looks at me and goes: and you were worried for nothing, see, with his shit eating smile on!
Wednesday, September 10, 2014
Beta #3
I've been delayed with writing about the 3rd Beta.
Bug and I had to make a trip to the RE's office Saturday morning - I was hoping I could get in early enough that I wouldn't have to take her, since Hubs works, but that wasn't the case. I always feel awkward bringing her into the office - I never want to make anyone feel uncomfortable or hurt their feelings by 'showing' off my child.....as they sit there and wait to find out if they can have one of their own.
We were pretty lucky and had one couple in the waiting room and they both just smiled at her - you could see the hope in their eyes. I hope their dreams come true!
I get called back by Nurse Personality. At first she looked annoyed that I had Bug with me, but I just ignored it. Sit down and Bug's face begins to change....oh shit, please don't freak out. You could see her white knuckling the tray on the stroller - like she's going to have to get a shot or something. Then Nurse Personality starts to lighten up a bit and tells her that it's okay, it's not for you. It's Mommy's turn for the needle. Turn??? Please, I've been having 'turns' with needles for longer than I care to remember!
Blood sucked out and we are back on the road - knowing I have to race back since I wasn't sure what time my parents would be arriving.
Get our morning started and I can't help but check my phone - constantly. Part of me knew that as soon as my parents were to arrive, that is when I would get the call. And whatta know.....no sooner did my dad sit on the couch the call came in. It took every ounce of strength not to leap across the room to grab my phone to answer. Instead I used the lame excuse of having to get shoes that were upstairs for them to bring home for niece.
Being o so stealth like, I grab my phone and head upstairs to listen to the voicemail.
Your pregnancy level has risen to 795. Keep taking your medication and we have you scheduled for an ultrasound on 9/25.
Today is going to be a good day.
Bug and I had to make a trip to the RE's office Saturday morning - I was hoping I could get in early enough that I wouldn't have to take her, since Hubs works, but that wasn't the case. I always feel awkward bringing her into the office - I never want to make anyone feel uncomfortable or hurt their feelings by 'showing' off my child.....as they sit there and wait to find out if they can have one of their own.
We were pretty lucky and had one couple in the waiting room and they both just smiled at her - you could see the hope in their eyes. I hope their dreams come true!
I get called back by Nurse Personality. At first she looked annoyed that I had Bug with me, but I just ignored it. Sit down and Bug's face begins to change....oh shit, please don't freak out. You could see her white knuckling the tray on the stroller - like she's going to have to get a shot or something. Then Nurse Personality starts to lighten up a bit and tells her that it's okay, it's not for you. It's Mommy's turn for the needle. Turn??? Please, I've been having 'turns' with needles for longer than I care to remember!
Blood sucked out and we are back on the road - knowing I have to race back since I wasn't sure what time my parents would be arriving.
Get our morning started and I can't help but check my phone - constantly. Part of me knew that as soon as my parents were to arrive, that is when I would get the call. And whatta know.....no sooner did my dad sit on the couch the call came in. It took every ounce of strength not to leap across the room to grab my phone to answer. Instead I used the lame excuse of having to get shoes that were upstairs for them to bring home for niece.
Being o so stealth like, I grab my phone and head upstairs to listen to the voicemail.
Your pregnancy level has risen to 795. Keep taking your medication and we have you scheduled for an ultrasound on 9/25.
Today is going to be a good day.
Friday, September 5, 2014
Beta #2
Sitting in the RE's waiting room will never be comfortable - too many things rush through your head. My stomach was in knots, like this was my first time. My heart was racing. I just had this feeling that it wasn't going to be a good day.
Nurse Nancy called me back to the blood sucking room and asked if I was nervous. I of course was and she told me she was nervous for me too....then asked me if that was bad. My first reaction was of course not, it means you care for your patients, then thinking about it, my stomach got even worse. Why was she nervous? What does she know that I don't?
She told me that she would call in a couple hours and she hopes it's with good news - me too.....me too Nurse Nancy.
I get in to the office and begin my day. Hubs called, as he normally does, on his way in to tell me about the morning. About 20 minutes of being in my office 'that number' comes across my phone. I didn't want to answer, but I also couldn't resist.
It was Nurse Nancy (thank God because at least I know she shows emotions) - I asked how she was and she said she was fine and so was I, that my number was 2......that's all I heard. I was so overwhelmed with how high the number had jumped that I didn't hear the rest. She told me to keep taking my meds and to come in Saturday for one last blood draw and then they will call to schedule u/s. I had to ask her again what the number was and admit I didn't really listen - 267! My levels had a doubling time of 25 hours!
Thank you Jesus!
Now just keep growing little bean!!!!!!!!!
Nurse Nancy called me back to the blood sucking room and asked if I was nervous. I of course was and she told me she was nervous for me too....then asked me if that was bad. My first reaction was of course not, it means you care for your patients, then thinking about it, my stomach got even worse. Why was she nervous? What does she know that I don't?
She told me that she would call in a couple hours and she hopes it's with good news - me too.....me too Nurse Nancy.
I get in to the office and begin my day. Hubs called, as he normally does, on his way in to tell me about the morning. About 20 minutes of being in my office 'that number' comes across my phone. I didn't want to answer, but I also couldn't resist.
It was Nurse Nancy (thank God because at least I know she shows emotions) - I asked how she was and she said she was fine and so was I, that my number was 2......that's all I heard. I was so overwhelmed with how high the number had jumped that I didn't hear the rest. She told me to keep taking my meds and to come in Saturday for one last blood draw and then they will call to schedule u/s. I had to ask her again what the number was and admit I didn't really listen - 267! My levels had a doubling time of 25 hours!
Thank you Jesus!
Now just keep growing little bean!!!!!!!!!
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