I could hardly believe it. I had tested early…way early…3 weeks 2 days early. Yet, there it was. And it was beautiful!
Now, at 7 weeks, I am feeling every bit of the months-long morning sickness I deal with during my successful pregnancies. And I am thankful.
Every Friday, which is the day my weeks turn over, I hope to give you a quick update. So, here is today’s:
*I found out, as I said, at 3w2d via a cassette test from CPT – I’m still in shock over how early it showed a positive.
*I felt very peaceful this time and decided against going in for hCG quants. With my miscarriages this winter, I was in constantly getting blood drawn and having sonos…I just couldn’t do that this time. All the tests in the world could not have changed the outcome.
*I’m using ProgesterAll sent to me by my dear friend Karen. No, I do not know if my progesterone is low or not, but it can’t hurt. I started using it right after the last miscarriage in February.
*I wish I had never gone through that body scanner at the airport. Yes, I know they are supposed to be safe. I’m not buying it. But, I didn’t know I was pregnant and you don’t know what you don’t know. So, I don’t dwell on it.
*I threw up earlier than usual for me. Now, you would wonder with an early positive and then early morning sickness that I must be off on my dates, but I’m not. Twins? Eek! I kind of like my babies to come one at a time.
*You won’t be seeing belly shots. As I explained in this post – I’m Pregnant and Huge – the results are skewed. In fact they are so skewed, I don’t even tell people when I am due because the look of sheer terror is just too much.
*This is Baby #8. I do not count the miscarriages in with my numbers (otherwise this would be #12). It’s not that I don’t think those babies deserve recognition, but I think it is difficult for people to wrap their brains around miscarriage. I already struggle with explaining where Child #5 is. Explaining 4 children whom I never held is not something I feel up to. I openly talk about them, but I do not include them in the count.
*Food aversions abound. This is another difficult thing about pregnancy for me. I crave something, but after I eat it, I can never eat it again. Often, nothing sounds good. My husband is an amazing man and will usually call on his way home from work to find out if there is any craving he can pick up for me.
In light of yesterday’s post, UNdomestic, you can probably imagine that now is definitely one of those time I feel UNdomestic. I look and feel pretty unkempt and a lot of my life reflects that. But despite it all, I rejoice!