Things to celebrate:
- it has now been one week of no spotting
- yesterday was my last dose of PIO. I thought I had 15 crinone to take me to almost 12 weeks, but turns out I must have openned the box last cycle so I only have 9 left so looks like I will be med free in just over a week since I refuse to order refills. My RE wanted me to stop at 10 weeks exactly so I don't see a problem not refilling them.
- I may have found the baby's heartbeat or pulse during the night with my doppler. Very hard to say, and I am not going to call it yet. After a pee trip at 2am I decided to use my doppler since I figured I shouldn't be distrubed since everyone is sleeping. After 10 minutes or so I think I heard a "wosh wosh, wosh wosh, wosh wosh sound. Compared to my normal heartrate that makes a wosh, wosh, wosh sound. Of course dh comes up and surprises me at this exact time to bitch about FIL. I was so upset because I chose this time so I could have some peace to listen. I spent another 10 minutes to try and find that sound again with no luck. Also nothing came up on the display, maybe because the sound was so faint and only lasted for a split second.
- I got severely nausated this morning before being able to eat my cereal. I hate this part of m/s, but was getting worried since it wasn't happening when by this time in my other pregnancies it had become a daily morning activity for weeks (in fact my first pregnancy didn't make it to 9 weeks and I remember feeling like this before finding out the baby had died).
It is my mother's birthday today so I am going to have to call her and really scared on how that will go. Not sure if I will tell her or not, however if she starts in with how happy she is that I have giving up ttcing I will have no choice. I have been fretting all night about the possibly outcomes of the conversation. Wish I could have an understanding and supportive mother.
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