Hi, and welcome. This blog has changed a bit recently. My husband and I fought through 4 consecutive losses to get our second healthy child (born in December 2012) . . . and while we had not shut the door on the idea of another pregnancy, we certainly were leaning in that direction. On August 8, 2014, we found out we are pregnant for the 7th time. A total surprise. So the neurotic journey continues . . . third child or fifth loss . . . I'm scared and confused and just a teensy bit excited . . .

Thursday, May 31, 2012

It's beating

We have a heartbeat.  We have an embryo measuring 6w3d (1 day ahead of my estimate) and a heartbeat of 121bpm.  And, to make this ultrasound absolutely perfect, my RE was the one doing the scan today.  We didn't pick her practice, we picked her.  She is the most amazing, comforting, reassuring doctor I have ever met.  She is unfortunately leaving the practice, so that means I'll be looking for a new RE should I continue to need one, but it was so wonderful to have her do the ultrasound this morning.

Within seconds of starting the ultrasound she turned the machine so we could see and pointed everything out to us.  It's really hard to distinguish the embryo at this point from the edge of yolk sac, but sure enough it was there with a wonderful little flickering heart.

At that point we talked about my previous losses.  Standard protocol is that they would release me to my regular doctors after this ultrasound, but my regular doctors will not do another ultrasound until the NT scan at ~12 weeks.  She said that seemed like a terribly long time to wait for another check on the baby and asked if I would feel better having one more ultrasound next week.  Um, YES!!!!!!!  I asked if she was sure that was okay and she said it was absolutely okay.  Unfortunately, she won't be doing the scans next week, but getting to check in on everything one more time seems like a good idea to me.

So that's where we are.  Still a LONG way to go with a ton of critical development to happen before I really start to breathe easier (after all, there was a heartbeat last time too).  But mornings like this give me hope.  Having a wonderful doctor who understands the anxiety and is willing to help me find some peace in the midst of all of this craziness is truly a blessing.  I couldn't have asked for anything more today.

(And I got home from the appointment to find out that my toddler asked to use the potty and then actually used it?!?!?!  I definitely wasn't expecting that news today and am soooooo not prepared to potty train!)


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