Friday was a trying day. You know you are not quite yourself when you sob brokenly at an Amanda Bynes movie. Actually, the fact that I watched the movie in the first place was probably just as telling, but it seemed like a good idea at the time.
First, a word about pregnancy symptoms: as of […]
I will write a meatier update tomorrow, but am posting briefly so as not to be held responsible for any heatstroke deaths as a result of the white hot flame of anticipation that is surely lapping at your heels even now as you pace your living room, wondering about my ultrasound. I am always thinking […]
For the newly pregnant, the world must have been a rather bleak place before blogging came along. How frustrating to have such news and be unable to share it—after the ultrasound I wanted to tell everyone from the parking attendant to the woman who poured me an Italian soda, that I was maybe, possibly, really […]
Two gestational sacs!
Two yolk sacs!
Each measuring five weeks, three days! (I am five weeks, five days, but I believe there is a margin of error, so surely this counts as appropriately sized?)
One fetal pole!
Both sacs pronounced “cute” by Certified Nurse Practitioner!
Tedious recounting (with pictures!) to come later.
Unless Dr. Schrödinger, OB discovers differently at my appointment, I am now five weeks and four days pregnant. Of course my hCG could have dropped like a stone after my last beta, the inevitable bleeding quelled only by the vast quantity of hormone I am injecting into my musculature each evening, but I am valiantly […]
I am losing it, a little. Hence my silence—there are only so many ways to write the fact that I don’t feel pregnant, am terrified that there is nothing alive inside me, and do not see how I am going to make it to my ultrasound intact. I suppose I could bore you even more […]
Friday afternoon I developed a wicked lower backache, and my cramping ramped up from “twinges” to “uterine vice grip.” Sitting in my desk chair became increasingly unpleasant, and I was forced to flee work early in order to spend an evening on the couch watching Meerkat Manor. There was no spotting, however, and I didn’t […]
8dp3dt: 24.8
10dp3dt: 123.7
Doubling time (though it may not mean anything this early) was 19.94 hours.
I spent all last night laying on the couch trying to use the powers of my mind to will my embryo/s into staying alive—using the parts of my mind that weren’t busy watching Burn Notice and wondering whether I would make […]
Spotting. Brown, not red, which I suppose I should be grateful for, in the way that you might be grateful after having your car stolen that at least you still have your bicycle. I am 9dp3dt, and it seems too late for implantation, and this is the time in a regular cycle that I generally […]
Excuse the lack of a clever reveal, but all cleverness has left me at the moment:
The test this morning was positive.
Faintly, faintly positive, so faint I wondered whether it was wishful seeing of some kind, but I have never been able to imagine a second line onto a pregnancy test before (and not for lack […]
Saturday morning, as we were rushing around getting ready for my in-laws to arrive, I had a bit of a pant crisis. Namely, I didn’t fit into any. Though I have gained less than five pounds during this IVF cycle, they seem to congregate around my midsection in an alarmingly protuberant fashion. I have been […]
