This new skin I am living in, this pregnancy thing, is so.... different, and yet so right, like I've known how to do this all along...
I should say however, that every now and again, infertility's hold on my fear and my negative expectations gets the best of me.
Today, we went into our health care clinic to get a "dating" ultrasound at 8 weeks are 4 days. It was our second peak inside. I had no reason to worry, really. My symptoms have been pretty consistent (which I'll get to in another post) and we did already see the heartbeats once, so we shouldn't have reason to worry, but that expectation of bad news is SOOO strong. Infertility has done a number on my psyche and sometimes I can't seem to shake it.
I was waiting for Tidy to get there, but he was running late, so the tech called me back and I looked at her and simply burst into tears. I blurted out that it was only our second look inside, and we've been trying for these babies for about 5 years and I'm so scared that we aren't going to see what we need to see today and so I really really wanted to wait for my husband. She was sweet and showed me back to the ultrasound room and to the box of kleenex and let the women at the front desk know to get Tidy back there ASAP, when he showed up.
I was so crippled for a few minutes by true terror that those babies inside me had stopped growing and I didn't want to face this without Tidy. Crippled with a quickened heart rate, streaming hot tears, and panic of bad news.
But I pulled up my big girl pants, and dried my tears and got on that table. And sure enough, we weren't disappointed. Both babies showed their beautiful heartbeats to the tech and she then turned on the overhead monitor so I could see. I saw them both flickering away, super fast, at 167 beats per minute. Both Baby A and Baby B are also measuring around 2cm, just about 8w4d.
Big... Sigh... of Relief
Big... Jumps... of Joy
A few minutes later, Tidy walked in and I cried even more, sharing with him the good news and just reveling in another moment of this amazing journey we are on and the new skin that I am living in...
... a pregnant woman, with twins.
Grateful can not even begin to describe what I am feeling right now.
After a year or so of openly blogging about our struggle to have a child, I decided it was time to go 'incognito' and take things to a less public arena. This is the continuation of my prior blog, "As Fast As My Baby Can". Thanks for coming along with me into my more private world as Tidy and I figure out how to shift from being infertile for almost 5 years to parenting twins resulting from the gift of donor eggs
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Monday, November 21, 2011
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