I'm sitting here at 5:20 am on a Saturday morning not by choice, but because I woke up at 4:30 so hungry I could puke. Just as a warning, it's not fun to wake up like that! But hey, it means the baby is doing okay, so I can deal with it.
The beginning of this story started a little over 2 weeks ago - I just kind of thought we might be pregnant, but I had taken so many tests over the last year and a half when I thought I might be pregnant that I didn't really put too much stock in that feeling. I had some leftover tests that I had bought a while ago and decided to just use one on a Thursday night. I actually threw it in the trash after about 30 sec. because I was so sure it would turn out negative. Later that night I thought I'd check it again just because... and it was positive! Of course, since it was after the time limit (you can't count positives after 10 minutes as positives as the dye can evaporate and create a "false" positive) I thought it had to be an false positive. I stressed the entire night, googling that particular brand of test to see if it was a brand that had a lot of false positives. Joe actually felt the test in my pocket and was trying to get it from me to find out what it was, but I kept it away from him, not sure how I would explain a positive result that wasn't necessarily positive. Why freak him out for no reason, right? The next morning I took one of almost every test I had - and they were ALL positive, so I couldn't deny it then - we were having a baby!
Now to tell Joe! I was unsure of how he would take it - I had told him a while ago that he better not shoot me down if and when I ever tell him I was pregnant, but I was still a little nervous! We were planning on going to a college football game and tailgate party on Saturday, so I planned on taking him out to dinner and springing it on him then. I figured he wouldn't be so vocal if we were out and about! Friday was hard, it was hard to be at work and know about our baby and not blurt it out to the world! Plus, I was so nervous I was feeling sick all day ( ok, it could have been morning sickness too!). I went out Friday night after work and picked up a nice box and a Congratulations card for Joe - I was going to put a digital pregnancy test in the box (they read out pregnant or not pregnant - no guessing there!).
Saturday we went to the tailgate party at Joe's work, and then to the game, which we won! It was great, but I was still feeling tired and a little sick. We went to Ruby Tuesday's afterwards, and got a booth (thankfully! I hate tables in the open.). I excused myself to the bathroom, but in reality, I hurried out to the car and emptied my purse out so I could fit the box with the test in. I also had to check to make sure it was still reading pregnant! The battery in the digi test dies after a while. If not, I had a backup digital test that I could do in the bathroom just in case. Fortunately, it still read pregnant!
We made conversation for a while, and then I decided to just give him the box - of course, as soon as Joe opened the box, the server came with our food! I seriously could have shot her. As it was, I glared at her. Joe had read the card and I had made sure it didn't give anything away, so he was still curious, but I think he had seen the test when he opened the box. He then put the box away and started eating. Grrr!
Somehow I suffered through dinner and we just didn't talk about the box. We FINALLY got into the car and he opened the box and read the test. Joe turned to me and asked, "We're pregnant?" and I answered, "We're pregnant!". He gave me a big kiss and was excited about it, which made me really happy and very much relieved.
The rest of the weekend just draggggged. I decided to set up an appointment for the OB on Monday, and had actually had an annual already set up with her in December, so it worked out. Unfortunately, I had some spotting and my right side felt very achy all day, and I mentioned that to the nurse when I called to set up the appointments. She called me back and told me to come in Thursday for an ultrasound to make sure it wasn't an ectopic pregnancy. An ectopic pregnancy is one that the baby implants into the fallopian tube and not into the uterus. This can be a problem, because as the baby grows, the tube isn't big enough to support it and can rupture. I went in Thursday before work, so nervous I could throw up, and freezing cold. I had forgotten to drink water ( you have to have a full bladder for an ultrasound) and all I had in the car was almost frozen bottles of water that had been in my car for ages. I frantically downed 32 oz. of freezing water while waiting to go in for the ultrasound, and it hit me in the waiting room as I started shivering uncontrollably!
The ultrasound went great, and I was able to see our little "moogle", which was just a black spot then as I was only 4w2d along. They then took blood to do a quantitative beta which measures the exact level of pregnancy hormone (HCG) in the blood. I was to come in on Monday for another beta to make sure the numbers were doubling properly. I emailed Joe the picture of our baby and he texted me saying "We've created a black spot! Good work, baby!" Men :-D
I got a phone call from the nurse just as I was walking out of work that night and she told me my beta was 1555. If you go here, it shows that I'm definitely in the top end of scores at 17dpo for having one baby. Hell, I'm even in the top scores for multiples! At that point I started thinking twins? My beta on Monday was 5714 at 92 hours - it is supposed to double every 48-72 hours up to 1000 and then doubling every 72-96 hours after that. You can compare that number (taken early in the morning so it would have been even higher if tested later in the day) for singles and multiples at 21dpo. I would really love twins, but unless they are identical or another sac (black spot) is hiding - which is entirely possible since I was so early when I had the ultrasound. Joe is a little bit freaked out though about the prospect of twins!
The beginning of this story started a little over 2 weeks ago - I just kind of thought we might be pregnant, but I had taken so many tests over the last year and a half when I thought I might be pregnant that I didn't really put too much stock in that feeling. I had some leftover tests that I had bought a while ago and decided to just use one on a Thursday night. I actually threw it in the trash after about 30 sec. because I was so sure it would turn out negative. Later that night I thought I'd check it again just because... and it was positive! Of course, since it was after the time limit (you can't count positives after 10 minutes as positives as the dye can evaporate and create a "false" positive) I thought it had to be an false positive. I stressed the entire night, googling that particular brand of test to see if it was a brand that had a lot of false positives. Joe actually felt the test in my pocket and was trying to get it from me to find out what it was, but I kept it away from him, not sure how I would explain a positive result that wasn't necessarily positive. Why freak him out for no reason, right? The next morning I took one of almost every test I had - and they were ALL positive, so I couldn't deny it then - we were having a baby!
Now to tell Joe! I was unsure of how he would take it - I had told him a while ago that he better not shoot me down if and when I ever tell him I was pregnant, but I was still a little nervous! We were planning on going to a college football game and tailgate party on Saturday, so I planned on taking him out to dinner and springing it on him then. I figured he wouldn't be so vocal if we were out and about! Friday was hard, it was hard to be at work and know about our baby and not blurt it out to the world! Plus, I was so nervous I was feeling sick all day ( ok, it could have been morning sickness too!). I went out Friday night after work and picked up a nice box and a Congratulations card for Joe - I was going to put a digital pregnancy test in the box (they read out pregnant or not pregnant - no guessing there!).
Saturday we went to the tailgate party at Joe's work, and then to the game, which we won! It was great, but I was still feeling tired and a little sick. We went to Ruby Tuesday's afterwards, and got a booth (thankfully! I hate tables in the open.). I excused myself to the bathroom, but in reality, I hurried out to the car and emptied my purse out so I could fit the box with the test in. I also had to check to make sure it was still reading pregnant! The battery in the digi test dies after a while. If not, I had a backup digital test that I could do in the bathroom just in case. Fortunately, it still read pregnant!
We made conversation for a while, and then I decided to just give him the box - of course, as soon as Joe opened the box, the server came with our food! I seriously could have shot her. As it was, I glared at her. Joe had read the card and I had made sure it didn't give anything away, so he was still curious, but I think he had seen the test when he opened the box. He then put the box away and started eating. Grrr!
Somehow I suffered through dinner and we just didn't talk about the box. We FINALLY got into the car and he opened the box and read the test. Joe turned to me and asked, "We're pregnant?" and I answered, "We're pregnant!". He gave me a big kiss and was excited about it, which made me really happy and very much relieved.
The rest of the weekend just draggggged. I decided to set up an appointment for the OB on Monday, and had actually had an annual already set up with her in December, so it worked out. Unfortunately, I had some spotting and my right side felt very achy all day, and I mentioned that to the nurse when I called to set up the appointments. She called me back and told me to come in Thursday for an ultrasound to make sure it wasn't an ectopic pregnancy. An ectopic pregnancy is one that the baby implants into the fallopian tube and not into the uterus. This can be a problem, because as the baby grows, the tube isn't big enough to support it and can rupture. I went in Thursday before work, so nervous I could throw up, and freezing cold. I had forgotten to drink water ( you have to have a full bladder for an ultrasound) and all I had in the car was almost frozen bottles of water that had been in my car for ages. I frantically downed 32 oz. of freezing water while waiting to go in for the ultrasound, and it hit me in the waiting room as I started shivering uncontrollably!
The ultrasound went great, and I was able to see our little "moogle", which was just a black spot then as I was only 4w2d along. They then took blood to do a quantitative beta which measures the exact level of pregnancy hormone (HCG) in the blood. I was to come in on Monday for another beta to make sure the numbers were doubling properly. I emailed Joe the picture of our baby and he texted me saying "We've created a black spot! Good work, baby!" Men :-D
I got a phone call from the nurse just as I was walking out of work that night and she told me my beta was 1555. If you go here, it shows that I'm definitely in the top end of scores at 17dpo for having one baby. Hell, I'm even in the top scores for multiples! At that point I started thinking twins? My beta on Monday was 5714 at 92 hours - it is supposed to double every 48-72 hours up to 1000 and then doubling every 72-96 hours after that. You can compare that number (taken early in the morning so it would have been even higher if tested later in the day) for singles and multiples at 21dpo. I would really love twins, but unless they are identical or another sac (black spot) is hiding - which is entirely possible since I was so early when I had the ultrasound. Joe is a little bit freaked out though about the prospect of twins!
So far we haven't told anyone yet, just because I want to make sure that the baby (or babies!) are going to make it. I was planning on waiting until Christmas to tell because we would be 12 weeks pregnant exactly at that point, but Joe wants to tell at Thanksgiving, when I would be 7w2d. I get to have another ultrasound that Monday at 6w6d - so hopefully we can see a heartbeat! It will be cool to show that vs. the black spot :-)
It's been quite funny this week though, my mom's friend is adopting 6 month old twins and my mom (who loves kids) has been gushing over them and telling me how great a grandmother she is going to be. It is all I can do not to laugh out loud and tell her she already IS a grandma! I also am chuckling because Shari, Joe's sister, has been telling me as soon as they moved away, THAT is when I'd get pregnant, and it was so true I can't help but laugh!
So that has been the last couple of weeks. It has been a bit of a roller coaster, but we are so happy and excited for our little baby!
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