Ultrasound Two

I promise a longer post sometime this week, but not tonight, my beauties. I am in a stupor of fatigue. Holy T1 tiredness. And I suspect that my diet of carbs and carbs and more carbs is doing nothing to pep me up. Yes, in the midst of nausea, all I ever want to eat when it's time to eat is starch (and drink fruit juice). Forget gluten free, I'm onto bread and muffins and noodles. What can I say. I am in strange territory and trying my best to adapt.

I had my second u/s this morning. On my way back to the waiting room from the obligatory bathroom trip upon arrival, I came across Dr. RE. He stopped me in the hall to ask how I was doing and whether I had had my u/s yet. I hadn't and he said he wanted me to tell the nurse to call him when my turn came up. How nice! We hardly had to wait this week. Before we knew it, I was wearing a sheet for a skirt and Mr. A and I were joined in the u/s room by 2 docs and a nurse. The same doc as last week performed the ultrasound and Dr. RE observed. They took about 60 secs of observing the monitor before saying anything, and you can imagine that it was a very long minute. But Dr. RE was quick to say in his lovely Italian accent (I think I said Eastern European before. But I was wrong. He is Italian), that 'everything is normal'. Music to my ears.

We saw the heart beat again, this time more defined. Our little owlet measured 8w0d, which is exactly the day we are on by the calendar. The nurse said my due date is December 8.

I quickly gathered that today was graduation from the fertility clinic. Dr. RE told me to go back to my family doctor, who would refer me to an OB. He said that it was worth asking for an OB sooner than later because of all the trouble we went through to get here. As he said, there are no frozen embryos, so this is it.

Both doctors and the nurse gave me hugs before they left. I can't believe we are graduating!

I believe in miracles today. We have many more weeks to go, and the potential of things going wrong is still there, but I still believe in miracles. Perhaps because I am living one.