*Updated*

We have a heart beat! :)

Hub has been calling that baby a little shrimp... I don't know if I'm so enthused with that name. Jack calls it the button... but then again I think he thinks it's a picture of my belly button.

After the crazy dreams I had been having I'm so glad every thing is alright! :)


*UPDATED* HAHA... After all that I wrote this post so fast I forgot to put in my due date. ( Thanks Kelli! I don't know where my brain is.) I'm due Feb. 13th. So that means I pretty much found out as soon as the little one planted it's self. Also that fits much better with the math. I'd hope for a Valentine baby, but most likely I'll wind up with another C-section, and *if* I can stay healthy, and not have my BP go through the roof again they usually do a repeat C-section a week early.

It's not looking too promising about the BP not going through the ceiling. Its high when I go into the office. Its normal at home. I have to do a 24 hour urine to see what the heck is going on. I hope its just my body being quirky about the Dr.'s office, and everything is fine. It's really early to be having BP issues already! :(

It's a...

Bubble... :)

Sorry I left everyone hanging. It's been a busy weekend around here, with Father's Day and all.

( I'll scan the photo when I get a minute... but its not alot to look at. )


So I went in last week and the Doc was running a few minutes late, but his nurse got me all set up in the ultrasound room to wait on him. I was in there all half naked and the ultrasound tech came and kicked me out to do a "real quick" scan. Turns out it wasn't so quick after all, and she was doing the apointment after mine's 20 week scan. Senaky! So I wound up in the room with the ultrasound machine that is older than I am.  The Doc found one sac, and a yolk sac right where it should be. :) I go back tommrow to see the heartbeat. I'm pretty excited about that.


I have been having weird dreams about watching over eggs in a nest. They all hatch, and they are all empty. That dream bums me out, so it will be nice to see/ hear the heart beat, and be reassured. Even though I spend most days all sick and light headed on the couch, I'm still worried.

The call.

Yesterday I called my Doctor's office left a message to get my test results with the receptionist, and was told, sorta rudely, that the Dr. wasn't in and wouldn't be all day, that she didn't know why i was told to call today, and she had no idea if his PA would be in either. WOW I was so mad I could have hit that lady... I remember really disliking her in my last pregnancy too.

Anyhow, an hour or two later the PA called me back. My level was 669. I asked what my first one was and she said they didn't have it, all it said was positive. *SIGH* OKAY. So I'm pregnant. That level puts me in the 5 week range, which would mean that when the scan was done I was 4 weeks. So that explains why nothing was seen. By my LMP I was *supposed* to be 6 weeks. I sorta knew that there was no way I was that far along. The math didn't work.

So anyhow, I go back Thursday for another scan. The PA said they are pretty sure they should see something then.

I found out super early with Jack too... but at least that was handled well, It was sorta obvious I was early on, and the RE did a bunch of blood work, and repeated scans. I guess that is the difference between starting off at the RE and starting with a normal OB.

I'm trying to get over it, and just be excited and happy today.

On another note, I've got that whole bloat thing going on. It's pretty bad, like alot of pants wont button bad. So I tried on a pair of my maternity shorts, because I just couldn't get comphy. I couldn't get them over my butt! I felt so bad that apparently I'm bigger now than when I had Jack. ( I knew this of coarse... but I thought my clothes would still fit. I'm not that much bigger.) So I guess I'll be buying new clothes for this pregnancy. Any of you ladies know who has the cute clothes this year? ... I already know its not Target...  Sad :(

Is it Monday yet?!

I feel like the ability to feel happy, and excited about this pregnancy has been taken away from me this week end... at least temporarily.

This has been the longest weekend of my life. I don't really understand why they couldn't get same day test results. I feel like they have taken two days out of my life and said these will be full of semi-needless worry.

I'm pretty sure I'm still pregnant... Pee sticks are DARK positive, and I feel sorta crappy, and tired and my boobs hurt... and I'm whiny. ( like you couldn't tell right?!)

I'm pretty sure that I was probably about 4 weeks when I saw the nurse... maybe 5 weeks or almost 5 when I got the scan from the doc... I don't think that I am 6+ weeks. The math just doesn't work. Also, I found out super early with Jack too. So coming to that conclusion, I feel like I have been robbed of this time that is supposed to be happy. *sigh* Is it Monday yet?!

Wait.

So I went in today to see my doc. I got a scan to see what my due date really would be. With PCOS you never know. The doc didn't see anything. I had to bite my lip so that I didn't just burst out in tears right then. I had blood work done to see how my levels were doing, I have to call on Monday to see what the results are. I'm either not as far along as they believed (6 weeks), or something fishy is happening.

I hate that I have to wait till Monday. I hate that I'm stuck with a dark cloud over my head till then. I hate hurry up and wait.

I'm not really sure how to feel about all of this. As I got in the car to go home I thought "Well I knew that was too easy."  I hope that this feeling of doom is wrong. I just want this so bad, and I don't know how I'd make it threw if that awful M word struck here again.


Has anyone gone threw this?

*Update*

Well I just went back and read some of the posts from when I was pregnant with Jack. I feel a little better. Not much but a little. At about this point, last time,  the RE was checking to see if my HCG had doubled. I think I'm not as far along as the Doc thought. At least I hope that's whats going on.

So then this happened.

Last Saturday Hub, Jacker, and I were out looking for treasures in other people's junk (yard saleing). It was a pretty nice day, Jack was riding in his little wagon, wearing a fire man hat we found for a quarter. It was one of those sorta perfect days. Everyone was happy. We loaded into the car and headed home. I had to pee so bad, and Hub was making a point to tease me about it, and drive as slowly as possible. Sometimes we joke like that... its not at all funny... but we still do it. We got home, and the craziest thing happened:

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I showed it to Hub and said I bet you feel awful now for almost making me pee myself!!

I saw the nurse on Tuesday, she said that my estimated due date is Feb. 1st.

I think I'm still in shock. There is a pile of positive pee sticks in the kitchen, and my boobs hurt, and I'm so tired, but somehow, I still can't believe it.

I see the Dr. tomorrow.