Thursday, January 29, 2009

Oh where, Oh where has that blogger gone?

Oh where, Oh where could I be?



I'm sure no one missed me since no one looks! I've missed myself, though. I wish I would have caught up sooner because ALOT has been happening! First of all, here is the latest picture of my little peanut. It was done yesterday, at 8w6d. The date at the top is according to my LMP, which doesn't work since i'm pregnant through IVF. I am also measuring a few days ahead of schedule. You can kind of distinguish where the head is (the left side between the little dots) compared to the body.














So, there (s)he is! That picture was taken at the perinatologists office, where I was sent after almost a week of bedrest. Yep- that's what I said.

DH and I had an appointment at my regular OB's office last Thursday evening. He scared the bejesus out of both of us- telling me he wouldn't be walking around at all if he were me- just to bathroom and shower. Not even to work- where I sit at a desk all day. He said I have a very large subchorionic hematoma- which could eat away at the placenta. He told me no moving until Monday and to come back then. So that's what I did- and I was bored out of my mind.

On Monday the clot was no bigger, no smaller. He sent me to the perinatologist. I got an appointment for the very next day.

I signed in at the perinatologist and gave a urine sample. After about 1/2 an hour I was called in to start the process. First I was brought to an ultrasound room and had both an internal and an external sono done. This was the best part of my day. My mom and I (DH had to work) got to see the little arm and leg nubs, the heart beat, and best of all- I got to hear the heartbeat for the first time! It was very cool. My whole body just went numb. I could've listened to that sound for hours.

After all of the sonos were done, I sat in an office with another nurse who took my entire medical history down. Then the doctor came in. I could barely understand him with his accent, and he all I remember him saying is that all I can do is, "cross my fingers and hope for the best." I was not happy about that. I plan on speaking to my OB about it at the next appointment. They want me back every 2 weeks for the time being.