Week 8 stats

We had our final appointment with Dr. D today.  The two little ones are doing well.  B has caught up to A in size, and they both measure exactly the same at 1.46cm.  Their heart rates are A: 168 and B: 154.  Dr. D said that he thinks they are a boy and a girl--and he's right 50% of the time.  :) 

Our chance of miscarriage is now just 1-2%, so we're breathing much easier now.  I'm sure I'll still be very nervous at any sign of something abnormal, but I feel much better about it all. 

It's been really fun sharing the news with family and friends.  Particularly those that have been through most of the past 3 years with us.  Their reactions are all over the map--much like our own feelings--but mostly very excited. 

We are really grateful for the support and encouragement and prayers of so many dear people.  Thank you.

It's official

I officially no longer fit in any of my pants.

I officially purchased my first piece of maternity clothing.

And so it begins...

(8 week ultrasound this afternoon--tells us if all's good and our risk of miscarriage for people my age/health/situation/etc. goes from 15%-20% down to <3%. Big day.)

To sleep perchance to dream...

TIRED. That pretty much sums up my days and nights. No matter how much I sleep (last night 10 hours), I still have to drag myself out of bed. I am weary. At work, I often lean my head back and snooze between drafting warrants and service agreements. Every couple days, you can even find me in my partner's office (who's out of town) snoozing on her couch. Fortunately, everyone here is very understanding and supportive.

Although I think I'm getting more and more confident with each passing day, I've still had a few miscarriage dreams. :-/ I typically wake up fine and feel okay about it all when awake, but I suppose that probably means I'm still quite nervous. Another appointment on Monday. Hopefully that will give me the reassurance to put aside some of my worries.

2

We found out yesterday that there's a Baby A AND a Baby B! I'm mostly over the shock, somewhat over being terrified, still very, very happy. The emotional rollercoaster has been so crazy that I am incapable of getting any work done and I'm just worn out. I decided to tell everyone at the office (mostly since they know I'm going through all the fertility stuff and I'm terrible at lying). That naturally took all morning because everyone was so excited.

So, now I'm supposed to research weighted average anti-dilution provisions, prepare for negotiations on indemnification provisions, respond to various sale agreements, and draft a note and company agreement for a company who is about to admit venture capital investors. How do I get my emotional, excited, exhausted brain to focus?!?!

3 years, 1 house fire, 2 miscarriages, and 2 fertility doctors later...

Well, the first few posts were from the first time we got preggo. That didn't work out too well. One day when I have more time, I'll post as many of the details as I can now remember.

Fast forward...

Saturday we tested positive on a home pregnancy test. YAY!, I think... I'm nervous. I'm happy and excited of course. The weekend was good. Today is the doctor's appointment. Aside from the general anxiety that I get from going to the doctor, I also am nervous about hearing the results of the blood test I went in for this morning. I'm nervous about another miscarriage. I'm nervous about the possibility of multiples.

I'm also hungry. Going to eat...

The Name Game

One of the more fun activities we've enjoyed as a newly pregnant couple (well, truly we've been playing this game for years, even before we decided to have kids) is tossing around various name possibilities. Fortunately, we have lots of fun heritages to choose from--German, Chinese, and East Texan. And, David's affinity to all things Latin American has thrust many Latino names to the top of the list.

So, on our way home from sharing the news with David's family, we returned to this fun game. Shockingly, we sort of settled on a boy name and a girl name and couldn't come up with a name that we both liked better. As I'm sure is the case with many couples, we find that we have different tastes in names as well, so the list of names we both really like is quite short. But, one thing we do agree on is that we want a name that isn't particularly popular, so that our kid won't share the same name with 3 other kids in the class. The two we came up with, Diego and Sofia.

Well, not so fast. I was a little nervous that Diego of Dora fame may have popularized that name too much. So, David checked the social security administration website and discovered that Diego was the 58th most popular name in 2007 and has been rising dramatically in the past 15 years. Even more shocking to me was that Sofia is the #35 name on the list. More problematic is that Sophia is #6 and Sophie is #82. As David put it, we're just a couple of lemmings...

Do you FEEL pregnant?

The short answer is no. Some women have told me that they just knew that they were pregnant. I, on the other hand, had completely convinced myself that I had skipped my cycle just 2 days before we got the "+" sign. But, now that I have the confirmation, funny things have been happening... Of course we started reading the required "What to Expect When You're Expecting" book. Expect to read this book if you're expecting. In it, we learned that I should have feelings of fatigue. Why, yes, I was really tired the other day! Oh, we only slept 4 hours the night before?... And, I did feel nauseous (the most difficult word to spell in the English language) that morning I went walking with Sarah. But, I did take a vitamin on a relatively empty stomach and it was 95 degrees outside... The gym has also made me queasy from time to time lately. I've always blamed it on the new rubber mats they put down (and even complained to the staff about it)... Maybe all these symptoms of pregnancy can be explained away. Maybe they're compounded by my new "status". I have taken my newfound pregnant-ness to mean that I can sleep in, be lazy, and eat whatever I want. I have to fight the fatigue and nausea somehow, right? Maybe the next edition of this book should tell moms-to-be that they should be feeling optimism, hope, tolerance, and patience. I bet women would start noticing those feelings in their lives. Maybe even experience them more. The mind is a powerful thing.