Ultrasound #1 at 6w4d = median.
Median meaning that Junior (and there is only one of them) measured spot on the median for everything: crown-to-rump size, gestational sac size and heartrate.
Hurdle #3 cleared. Deep exhale.
At this point, being in the center of the bell curve is good. Normal is comforting. The fact that Junior is entirely average brings me a few days of peace.
My progesterone. That's another story. Even with supplementing 600mg a day, it is only at 26.9. So I am still on suppositories 3x a day. Good thing our local coupon book (you know, the kind your neighbor kid suckers you into buying for $20 so their school can buy rock climbing ladders for the playground) had a page - a whole page! - of coupons for Naturelle organic cotton pantyliners. I think it was meant to be, but still, ugh, gross.
I am so sorry that I did not post on Thursday. You see, immediately on the heels of my ultrasound was a business trip. And I was so nervous and focused on the ultrasound that I forgot to pack my laptop (!) and my toothbrush. By the time I returned last night, I was so tired I went immediately to bed (um, that would be at 8:30 on a Friday night - LAME). This morning, I just recovered from several hours of I-must-lay-here-very-still-because-I-feel-like-I-am-going-to-hurl-at-any-moment.
Ultrasound #2 is November 15 at 9w4d. At this point, let's just assume I get there. Like ultrasound #1, this one takes place on the birthday of someone I love: my dog's 13th birthday. I can't believe I have a teenager! Lordy. Ultrasound #1 was on the birthday of my best gal, JZ.
Between now and then I have to figure out how I am going to get Cowboy there. See, until Thursday, Cowboy had not attended a single lady-bits-appointment with me. We both liked it that way. But this time, I am a mean wife because while I informed him we were going for an ultrasound, I neglected to include the word "transvaginal" in front of ultrasound. I will never forget the trapped look in his eyes when the nurse asked me to disrobe from the waist down.
Nor the amused grin he flashed when I gestured to the condom-covered dildo cam in the center of the room.
"I wonder if those are magnum sized," were his only words.
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9 comments:
I love average. Its wonderful. And I am so happy for you!
I know what you mean about Cowboy. Even though my DH is a Dr, he still has issues with TMI regarding the lady bits. But I think by next time they might be able to do trans abdomen (I think), so hopefully he will still be there.
Happy, happy, happy for you!
Oh My Goodness! What fantastic news. Average!! Yeehaa.
I was going to comment on your last post but I didn't know what to say. I know the sheer terror of pregnancy after loss and I couldn't think of any words of wisdom that didn't sound flat. This however, well this is completely different.
What great news and such a huge hurdle. I am so happy for you and Cowboy, really, truly happy.
I can't tell you how often I have thought of you lately, and wished for this to be ok. Of course I'll keep on wishing for you, this has gladdened my heart xx
Yay! I am so happy. You really had me worried there, not posting and all.
I'm so glad your kid is average, although I'm sure s/he won't be for long!
Good luck getting cowboy to the next appt!!
SO SO SO Happy to hear that news. Well done.
Must now resume my own lying flat for fear of puking position.......
Sounds like you live near Lake Wobegone.
Great visual!
Did my yoga teacher ever get back to you?
So glad to hear that everything's right on target. What great news!
Oo lovely! I am just so happy for you--and I hope that everything continues to go well!
Hooray for average! I'm so glad that the scan went well, Ms. P! (And I'm sorry I haven't been able to comment--I've been reading all the updates on my phone, but haven't been able to access blogger to comment or email because of the work blocks.) In any case, I just wanted to pop by and say how happy I am that things are looking good. Here's hoping for more "boring but good news. :-)
Oh I am so happy for you. Average is great, not too big, not too small, just perfect!! I am hoping like mad that this is going to be just the most perfect and easy 9 months for you (well 8 months now1)
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