Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Monday, November 29, 2010
On November 29, we had our first ultrasound. I kinda had a feeling that both embryos took. I had felt some "fluttering" kind of stuff happening down there, and I had started to get really, really tired and hungry. I was so afraid of jinxing it, so I didn't say anything. But those babies popped on that screen before the doc even had a chance to get settled. We were so excited to see little heart beats! I held my breath for a moment when doc said, wait a minute, let me make sure there aren't any more. I was 6 weeks, 6 days that day. Baby A measured in at 7 wks, 2 days with HB 146 and Baby B measured exactly 6 wks 6 days with HB 132.
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Wait...that doesn't sound right. :)
I took a picture of my belly the day we found out we were pregnant. Just a disclaimer: After walking in the door, I immediately change into sweatpants. Everyday. Sooo...I will most likely always have on sweat pants with the shirt I was wearing that day. Whatever...the babies appreciate not being all smashed in there.
After lots of money, belly shots, and doctor's visits, I had my eggs removed October 26th at 1pm. I couldn't eat until after the procedure, and I'm an eater, so that was a fun morning. :) The doctors called us each day to let us know how the embryos were doing. We had ten good ones to start, but by the end of the 5 days, only 4 were left (kinda a relief, since I don't know how we could've handled ten more kids!) On October 31st (yes Halloween), the doctors put two embryos back in and the ten day wait began. I had to take a few days off of school because I had some restrictions: no lifting, carrying, pushing or pulling more than 10 pounds, which is difficult in my job; no exercising; lots of rest, etc. On November 10th, I had a blood pregnancy test and it came back positive! I found out at 10am, but I lied to Steve and told him that they didn't call all day. After school, I had Elias wear a shirt that said "Big Brother in Training." When we got home from school, I told Steve that Elias was too tired to walk in and needed him to carry him. When he got out to the garage, he saw Elias' shirt, and said, "Are you serious?" He looked like he was about to cry. He did call me a name (bad daddy! :) when he found out that I had known all day. And so our story begins!