Another week in this pregnancy has gone by. I’m a day late in this but didn’t have internet Fri & last night while Jason played MW3. Yesterday, I cleaned out closets, napped, watched football {I’m a sad NCSU fan}, napped, watched football {husband’s a happy GA fan}, showered & dressed to pick up dinner to-go & so Jason could take this photo.
No makeup, wet hair, chubby belly.
How Far Along? seven weeks yesterday.
Maternity Clothes? nope.
Weight Gain? haven’t weighed myself in months. I don’t think anything yet.
Stretch Marks? nope.
Sleep? pretty good. Still getting up a couple times a night to pee & sometimes have a snack too.
Best Moment of the Week? Seeing three sacs & the two heartbeats on the ultrasound Thursday.
Movement? no.
Gender? no idea.
What I miss? sleeping through the night.
Symptoms: Morning sickness kicked in this week. Except it’s more morning & night. I wake up HUNGRY but feeling super hungover. Cereal & ginger ale work well then a yogurt snack around 930a. I’m great between 10a & midday as long as I snack a little every couple of hours. Evenings I go back to that hungover feeling that lasts until I go to sleep. But at this point, I’m still happy for the symptoms which often mean a healthy pregnancy.
What I’m looking forward to? Another ultrasound this Thursday!
Weekly Wisdom: Listen to the doctor but listen to your body too. Doctor didn’t think necessary for me to eat/drink any more than normal. But I’m more thirsty & eating often keeps pukey feeling at bay.
Milestones: At seven weeks, the babies are the size of blueberries & are growing hands & feet. Awww.
Emotions: I went from very overwhelmed at the news of triplets last Saturday & Sunday to very excited & protective of them. Due to number three being elusive Thursday, I’m not sure what to feel. A bit apprehensive, yet I think due to all the prayers surrounding us, I’ve also felt very calm this week.
Saturday morning at 445a I woke up to use the bathroom {my new normal}. Except this time, there was blood. Enough that I screamed out my husband’s name. He joined me in the bathroom before wrapping his comforting arms around me back in bed. I laid in the fetal position curled around him crying as he googled miscarriage & read the passages. I called & left a message on my RE’s nurses’ line. Too upset to go back to sleep, we read more about bleeding & possible miscarriage in the pregnancy books that now litter the floor in our den. Since I was still bleeding a good amount an hour plus later, I decided to call the on-call doctor’s line.
It was now 6:45a & we remembered the RE opened for IVF & IUI patients Saturday mornings around 7. I showered & we were heading to the office when the doctor called me telling us he’d work seeing us in either right before or after an egg retrieval. The nurse had us in a US room before the office computers were even turned on, so we gave the dr a 10 second history before he started the internal US. Let me say, at this point, I was expecting to see nothing. Or just bleeding or the remnants of embryos. Instead, as soon as Wandy was turned on, I was two sacs. With one quick move, I saw a third & realized I was still pregnant. With triplets. The doctor said aloud what I was thinking. I’d started shaking & giggling too much to even speak at this point. He pointed out each of the sacs & tiny heart flickers. I got myself to stop shaking enough so he could take one group shot & then he zoomed in for measurement {pretty much right on track at 6 weeks with a due date of July 1st}.
Group Photo ~not sure why two in one sac {think it’s yollk}
We left in a shocked high. Too in shock to even ask questions. At the RE’s ok & with a silly grin & a pad for the unknown bleeding, I went off the the NCSU game while Husband went on into work. They changed my US from Tuesday to Thursday for another check.
So after a weekend of phone calls to family & my new triplet mom guru Jenny, I was feeling slightly overwhelmed but even more excited about my new triplet mom-to-be status.
Today’s morning appointment couldn’t get here fast enough. This time we met with our normal RE. He asked how we were feeling. He said triplet pregnancies were rough for mom & can be scary for premature babies. That 32 weeks would be average & at least my goal {I’ve already hopefully marked 34! on my calendar}.
The US or my ute or maybe both were being more tricky this morning. Nothing was as clear as Saturday. We finally saw three sacs {but not a photo of them}. Two of which were more visible & thus we could see embryos & heartbeats in those. One measured exactly right at 6w5d & the other a bit bigger at 6w6d {go big guy}. 😛 RE took super zoomed in photos of each but they look like bloobs to us {not sure what’s sac, embryo, random Suz part}.
That third sac, no matter how much the RE moved Wandy around, how much I tried to wiggle, we couldn’t see the full sac completely. The RE said it was the most deep in & just wasn’t cooperating today. That could mean that there’s no longer an embryo in sac three, or I could once again be following Jenny‘s footsteps, & have a ninja baby of my own. The doctor said we could go to a local radiology place or wait a week & come back. He wanted to see us again next week anyways so we decided to go that route.
So for now, while I wait & pray & ask for your support, I’m still considering myself a triplet mom-to-be until I see/know/hear differently.
So I’ve decided I’d go ahead a do a weekly update to remember thoughts, feelings & photos of this pregnancy. Not sure if they’ll be posted on Fridays or Saturdays but please keep coming back!
I'll get better at these self-portraits & make them less blurry. I promise!
Photo taken after an early morning, all day cheering on NCSU kicking UNC’s butt, hair’s gone up & make up laughed off. It’s more me & lots of water bloat than baby belly but it shows a kinda starting point. I’ll try to wear similar outfits as the weeks go by.
How Far Along? Six weeks today.
Maternity Clothes? nope.
Weight Gain? haven’t weighed myself in months. I don’t think anything yet.
Stretch Marks? nope.
Sleep? good besides waking up at least once to pee.
Best Moment of the Week? y’alls reaction to my stick around post. So much love!
Movement? no.
Gender? no idea.
What I miss? at the NCSU game today, I kinda sorta almost missed Firefly as I smelled Kelly & Jessica’s drinks.
Symptoms: breasts full & tender {since before I poas}, tired by end of day, Wed day I experience “morning sickness” for the first time. I didn’t puke, but I gagged at my desk until I ate forkfuls of peanut butter.
What I’m looking forward to? Ultrasound this week!
Weekly Wisdom: Drink water. Get rest. Sharing news with friends is awesome.
Milestones: Six weeks! There should be a heart beat on the US!
Emotions: So happy. Twenty three {this TTC cycle} might be my new favorite number.
I’ve been going back & forth about how, when, what to say. But as per usual, I can’t hold back. I won’t.
First, I want to say thank you. Thank you for the months, years of support. There have been so many times that comments left on my TTC & infertility posts, tweets, emails & words said have kept me going through the roughest of our infertility roller coasters.
Husband & I decided last Saturday morning {like 730a before my brother’s wedding} that I should poas since AF hadn’t arrived & that way I’d know whether or not I should drink that night. I didn’t drink. A big blue plus sign popped up almost immediately on that e.p.t. test {which I didn’t photo or keep}! I ran & woke up Jason. In happy shock, we laid in bed for a minute just smiling. We decided we needed to share & soon, before the rest of the house woke up. Together, we walked into my parents’ bedroom & woke them up with our positive pee-stick news! Mom freaked, Dad was cautiously excited. We walked out of the room & my Nana immediately guessed, so we let them in on our secret too.
Monday morning, I went into my RE & had my blood drawn. Even though I thought I knew what the call would say, I sat at work on pins & needles. Even being crazy enough to take my cell with me in the bathroom & down to the lunch room, I still missed the 1p call saying that my progesterone level was off the chart & my beta at 15dpiui was 1017. I was shaking. I was leaving work early anyways to head to Charlotte/Gastonia for my great-aunt’s Tuesday morning funeral, so the last two hours I was there were a blur. I called Jason. He called his parents & sister. I called the RE over & over for clarification but kept getting voice mails. I told my friend Brooke at work. At 3, as I was sharing the news with my good buddy & awesome IF cheerleader Alethea, my RE office called me back. They felt my beta was high enough to not do a repeat beta. She said not to stress about possible multiples for now. I’m to continue my progesterone supps as well as my morning synthroid pill. Our first ultrasound is Nov 8th.
This is happening. My symptoms weren’t fake. I’m officially pregnant y’all!
I know it’s early {yesterday I was 5 weeks}. Things could go wrong. We still have so far to go until we’re holding that future baby of our dreams. But I’m thrilled ~ my body actually finally did what I’ve been wanting for so long. So even if there’s heartbreak, I’m focusing now on this overwhelming joy. Know that just as I’ve over-shared our 23 cycles of TTC, I’ll probably be over-sharing this pregnancy {but not yet on FB}. Y’all have been with me through TTC & I can’t thank you enough or put into words what your excitement over this announcement means to me.
I’m so sorry if this news hurts any of the brave women in my life still TTC. I’m still cheering for you & am there if you need anything. I hate that my news might pain your heart.
This weekend I’m trying out a different frame of mind. Instead of thinking of this past year & a half as wasted time {& us being childless}, I’m trying to appreciate my life as it is. So this weekend, I’m being thankful of all the things we do that we couldn’t necessarily do once we have children.
Things like deciding last minute to go to out to dinner at 8p on a Friday night. And being able to just get in the car & decide where on the way. {We decided El Rodeo. The quesadilla & beers were delicious!}
I appreciate being able to sleep in on a Saturday until 10a. Then lazily making scrambled eggs together. Walking the lake with a friend while the husband works on his car. Saturday afternoon movie watching on the couch or afternoon naps. Nights out with girls where you don’t have to worry about fixing dinner/diapers/bath-times before you head out.
While I’d give anything for us to be pregnant or even already have our child at this point, I’m going to focus & concentrate on being thankful for a happy, healthy relationship & enjoying being child-free {for now}.
Moms, what’s something you miss from your pre-kid days? What else should I appreciate for now?
