Tomorrow, the 3rd, I will be 8 weeks 5 days. That was the largest my baby girl measured (last summer) before we lost her. Now, I know her growth had probably slowed and we probably didn't lose her until 9+ weeks but the significance of the dates make me nervous. I know this is an illogical fear but, dammit, I don't feel like being logical.
I should be getting another ultrasound sometime in the coming week and seeing that beating heart again will help allay these fears. I don't know what day my next u/s willbe because my doc was out of town last week when I went in to do my paperwork. I told the nurse I didn't want to know when he was getting back...I didn't want to know his vacation timeline...because every time I had a pregnancy go to hell in a handbasket he was out of town. I figured I would save myself some worry if I could just lie to myself and say he was already back so everything was safe. I think I will call in tomorrow and ask about a specific date for my next u/s...or maybe not...cause I really don't want to know if my doc is still out of town.
Right now I'm laughing my ass off at how neurotic and illogical this post is...sorry folks, thats my state of mind right now.
Oh yeah, so far so good with this pregnancy...I can already notice my waistband getting a bit tighter.