Sorry it’s been so long. Once again I want to reassure you all that I have been reading your blogs…on my iPhone (which is my lame excuse for not commenting). I’ve also been keeping you all in my thoughts and nightly prayers. On nights when I’m totally exhausted, the prayer goes something like “God bless all my infertile bloggy friends and local Resolve group members”. When I’m a little less sleepy, I try to mention you each by screen name and by situation – stims/egg retrieval/transfer/TWW, etc. I know many of you aren’t religious, but given the lengths we all go to, I figure it can’t hurt!
So, two weeks ago, we had our third and final ultrasound with Dr. Y. The ultrasound looked great. Although we were at 7w5d by my count, baby measured 8w0d and we could see a nice big noggin, along with spinal cord, booty, and a limb (not sure if it was an arm or a leg at that point). I’d share the video, but C’s iPhone video technique has improved significantly, and in the later videos my full name and clinic location are crystal clear on the screen. (I’m not quite ready to dispense with the last semblance of anonymity here…)
After the ultrasound, Dr. Y gave me some instructions regarding the baby aspirin and progesterone suppositories (Yee haw! No more suspicious bruises or greasy cooch!)
Then Dr. Y put his arms out to the side…
In retrospect, I think it was a gesture of “well, I guess that’s it!”, but at the time, I was convinced he was reaching out for a bear hug, and – without thinking – I went for it.
Which was weird, given that my lady bits were covered by a thin paper sheet, which kind of raised up during the hug…
Like Lentil, we brought cookies to say Thank You to Dr. Y and his staff (but waited to give them to him until after the ultrasound and awkward hug). And with that, we graduated from the RE’s office.
I kind of wish he had kept us for another week. Our first prenatal appointment was originally scheduled for October 22nd (hence the timing of our RE graduation). But during that last appointment, Dr. Y asked us which OB we had chosen, and when I told him that we had an appointment with one of the Kaiser nurse midwives, he hemmed and hawed and said “Well, that should be fine. Technically, you’re not high risk, so you don’t need to see an obstetrician…” Which of course led C to insist that we cancel our appointment with the midwife and make one with an OB. And that’s how our first appointment ended up scheduled for a week later, on October 29 (this coming Tuesday).
So we haven’t seen our little prune in two weeks. I actually was fine with it, until my acupuncture appointment yesterday. My acupuncturist said my pulse was “fine” when I asked her, but then when I was leaving, she said, “Fingers crossed for your ultrasound!” And her assistant asked if I wanted to schedule my next acupuncture appointment then, or wait for the results of my ultrasound.
Um. What does that mean?!
So, naturally, I’ve been running through the list of pregnancy symptoms.
Still here:
- Unsettled tummy in the morning, and inability to eat a large meal in one sitting
- Sore boobs
- Tummy pooch
- Constipation
Absent the last few days:
- Exhaustion
- Crazy acne
- Waking up starving in the middle of the night to eat my night peanuts
Needless to say, the next four days can’t go fast enough.
Fortunately, I have a ridiculous pile of grading and course prep to keep me busy…
which I should probably get back to now…
the infertile chemist 