I didn't feel nervous about the appointment until we arrived at the Dr.'s office. Michael and I sat in the waiting room in silence and I could feel my heart beating rapidly. I knew they were going to take my blood pressure so I tried to breathe deeply as we waited to be called in.
And then we were called in.
We chatted with the Dr., I answered questions about how I was feeling, and then the ultrasound began. He didn't say much about what he was seeing and instead we talked about Oregon's governor's race. He was spouting numbers off to the nurse, and then suddenly, without any preface, the sound of a heartbeat emanated from the ultrasound machine. I was stunned and laid there listening in disbelief. For a few moments the room was silent as we all listened to the strong, rhythmic thumping of our baby's heart. Our baby! My eyes were a little misty and warmth overwhelmed my soul. Now it feels real.
We have graduated from the fertility clinic and have an appointment with an OB/GYN later in the month. I am technically considered high risk because of my Advanced Maternal Age - a fancy way of saying I'm old and disgusting - but I feel like everything will be fine.
So here's how it goes at the 8-ish week of pregnancy:
- I have to continue with the daily progesterone injections until I reach 12 weeks. I am disappointed by this and my bum isn't happy about it either. I'm lumpy and sore on my backside and 4 more weeks sounds awful.
- I'm experiencing a little nausea in the mornings but nothing I can't power through. It has not slowed my food consumption one bit.
- My ovaries continue to be enlarged so still no exercise yet. I have angst beyond compare about this.
- My mood is good but I do feel a general sense of heaviness - a little bloated, a little water retention, a little weight gain because I refuse to stop eating like a horse.
Overall, everything is good and happy. Let's hope it stays that way.
Now only 32 more weeks to go! (Oof...that feels like a long time)
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