Heart of the Matter

Today was the day I have been building to for 1.5 years, my first real, non-emergency, ultrasound. I was a wreck. By the time my doctor came in, I was in near panic mode. In my heart of hearts, I knew the baby was fine. But the lack of symptoms and the flashbacks of the miscarriages gnawed at my confidence.

Once the ultrasound wand was in place, I immediately saw something and the doctor said, "We have a baby!" I was fighting back tears and once she said that flicker was my baby's heart beat, I just sat there with tears streaming down my face. It was such a relief and made it feel so real. It is such a bizarre notion that there are two hearts within me now.

The dating of the pregnancy was utterly confusing to me. If I went by my last period, I would be due 6/18. But I ovulated on day 16, not 14. Fertility Friend put my due date at 6/20, which happens to be Father's day. I thought I was 5 weeks 5 days. My doctor said she was surprised we say the heart rate so soon. She came back after tabulating my due date and said 6/19. So a day sooner than I expected, but said I am not going to be 6 weeks until Monday, not Sunday as I had thought. It's a day in the other direction. I was too happy to try and figure it out.

I asked what my chances are of miscarriage after seeing a heart beat and she just said, "much lower and it goes down each week". Since that does nothing for me, I looked it up on the Internet and different places report ranges of 4-10%.

So now that my baby is doing great, it is time to celebrate that I haven't had any morning sickness. Maybe this is my body's way of making up to me for the mutant fibroid and miscarriages.

She said I should definitely get the H1N1 vaccine and was happy I already had the seasonal flu shot.