100th Post and Long Awaited Update

I always thought I'd do something special for my 100th post, but now that it's here I just need to give you all an update on where we are at with this twinsies pregnancy!  But first, I have to say thank you to all my readers and tell you how much I appreciate you!  The friendships I have developed and the support that I have found in this blogging world have really been amazing.  You mean more to me than words can say.  That sounds lame, but it's true.  Thank you.

Some stats for this 100th post:

33,762 pageviews
51 followers
= AMAZING!

I didn't know if I would ever get one follower, let alone 51.  That kind of blows my mind.

Enough of that though.  Let me get to what you really want to read about, my very first OB appointment which was LAST WEDNESDAY!  Wow, could I make you wait any longer?  I'm sorry.  Just so, so busy!

So, last Wednesday, my appointment wasn't until 4:00 in the afternoon.  Painful.  It was extremely painful waiting all day.  When I pulled into the parking lot, I had to sit in my car a few minutes to gather myself.  My nerves were sky rocketed and I was trying very hard not to cry.  I was so afraid I wouldn't get an ultrasound at this appointment.  I NEEDED desperately to know the babies were okay.

You see, with my last pregnancy, I had an ultrasound at 9 weeks, 5 days.  It was supposed to be a just for fun appointment.  A last hoo-rah with my RE.  That was the day we found out our baby no longer had a heartbeat.

Last Wednesday, I was 9 weeks, 4 days.  I did not want history to repeat itself. 

I worked up the nerve to walk in the building and check in.  When I got called back, the nurse explained to me that the OB would be doing a full pap smear, yada, yada, yada, and she would check for heartbeats.  No ultrasound.  I had been afraid that would be the case.

When she took my blood pressure, I warned her it was going to be high because I was very apprehensive about the appointment.  I was right.  It was high, although I can't remember what it was at this point.

The OB came in, introduced herself to me and apologized that they were running a little late and she would be right back.  She seemed nice and she smelled good.  (just something I noticed, lol)

When she came back in, the first thing she wanted to do was put my mind at ease so she listened for the heartbeats.  And then she listened some more.  To nothing.  She couldn't find them.  She said that they usually can't be detected by the doppler until about 10 weeks, so let's just do an ultrasound.

Hallelujah!!!!!

She came back in and said the portable ultrasound machine was backed up with a line of three more patients, but the ultrasound tech was still here and available.  Woo-Hoo!  Even better.  So I was walked down the hall, absolutely naked except for my hospital gown.  Who cares about that after so many people have been up in your business for the past few years?  Besides, I was getting my wish and was going to get to see my babies.

This was a high tech machine too!  I got the full meal deal, no portable machine for me.  And it was such great news.

Baby A measured at 9 weeks, 4 days.  Right on target.  This baby has actually gained a few days, because it was a few days behind last time.  Heart rate was 185.  Perfect!

Baby B measured at 10 weeks even (over achiever!)  Heart rate was 183.  Perfect!  Baby B was even waving her/his hand at me as if to say "I'm here Momma and I'm doing great!"

Such immense relief.  The best part about this was that I was given a CD of all the pictures she took.  I can print them off, email them, copy the disk, whatever I want to share with family.  Yay!!!  How cool is that?!?!!  I will share the pictures at the bottom if you would like to see them.

Okay, now for how I'm feeling almost a week later.  I felt such overwhelming relief after that appointment.  It lasted for about a day.  Now a week later, I am back to worrying.  How can I not?  It's painful waiting between these appointments and not knowing what is going on.  Especially when I know full well that terrible things happen.  I've experienced my own loss, and I've been heartbroken for many of you.  I try to stay positive, but it is just so dang difficult without having any major symptoms.  So I have to get up and pee several times a night.  Big deal.  I've always had to do that.  So I get tired and enjoy a nap in the middle of the day if I can.  Well, with my schedule, that's not all that surprising.

My next OB appointment is August 12th.  I am supposed to meet with Maternal Fetal Medicine (MFM) sometime before then, but I haven't been able to get that scheduled yet.  Hopefully, I will hear from someone soon for that.  I will be making phone calls tomorrow.

Now for the u/s pics:

You can clearly see Baby B, but only the top of Baby A's head