We had our 10 week ultrasound on Tuesday. Of course I was/am still freaking out re: are they still OK? Everything looked great. Baby A measured in at 10 weeks, 2 days and Baby B was measuring 10 weeks, 5 days! I get to stop my progesterone injections and we graduated from our RE. As I walked down the hall of my RE office to receive my final blood draw, a thought popped into my head: I hope this really is my last time here. If all goes as we anticipate, I will likely never have to return again. My body will (hopefully) never need to be filled with fertility drugs again. I won’t miss the moodiness, the boating, the constant appointments, the emotional roller coaster, the needles, the calendars, or shelling out the extra cash. I will however, miss the kind people who have held my/our hands each step of this process. Many are the same individuals who helped us conceive our daughter. Within this next year, we will become the parents of three miracles, who wouldn’t have otherwise happened without the perfect combination of fertility drugs and the skill of these individuals. We will be forever grateful.
After our appointment we drove to Snooze (a breakfast place) at Union Station to celebrate our graduation. We rarely have time together, and I have a feeling those precious moments with just the two of us will become even more infrequent in about 6 months. We ate pancakes and talked about the amazing growth of the babies and the miracle of life. When you have had those devastating, low moments – horrible appointments, where you leave crushed and in tears – celebrating a moment like this is so much sweeter, yet it still remains incredibly scary. With each step further, the more you “buy in” and allow yourself to feel the joy and excitement. But in the back of your head you caution: With that joy and excitement comes so much more vulnerability.
It’s funny, I feel like I need an ultrasound at least every week to know that everything is fine. That isn’t going to happen, so I better relax as best I can and trust that these babies and my body are doing everything right.
In other news, my belly had popped! Sometime between 9/10 weeks the babies made their presence visibly known. Practically overnight, it seems. This is a reassuring sign for me, as some of my nausea has faded. On May 10th we will have our first OB appointment with a new OB/Midwife team I have chosen. I met with them a couple of weeks ago and enjoyed the time they spent with me and hearing what they had to say. They were able to answer all of my questions completely and with ease. Dr. Hall has the most impressive record of vaginal twin births in the state. He and his midwife seemed supportive of drug-free/natural labor and he will birth breech twins vaginally if he feels it is safe. I am looking forward to my future appointments with them. Now I just have to keep relaxed and confident until we get to see our babies again at 13 weeks.