One in a Million Uterus

A mother of two adopted boys, I have a unicornuate uterus and I am on a journey to see if it can carry a child.

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I was diagnosed with a unicornuate uterus in January 2006. DH and I decided to follow our hearts to the adoption of our two sons. Now our hearts are guiding us towards fertility treatments.

Friday, June 18, 2010

6w, 3d

Nothing but good news!!

I am feeling WAY better. Now I just have what is probably typical morning sickness - starting to gag as soon as I get hungry or think about food, tired all the time, just poop out and feel sickish if I do much. I am looking forward to vacation and I'm even ready to get up at 3am to start traveling.

Yesterday I had some more blood work as a follow up to my high white blood cell count. Haven't heard back the results of that. Also had to give a urine sample. Not sure why. Wasn't the most pleasant thing to have to do in a public bathroom stall with two little curious boys who ask LOTS of questions very loudly.

Managed to drive myself to my u/s appointment at my RE's office in the city too. I had a super nice u/s tech. I was hoping we could see the heartbeats but really wasn't expecting it. There they were! Two little flutters. Wow. Just amazing. I can't believe I have three hearts beating in me. Of course she had to zoom in and point and I mostly had to take her word that the tiny little changes in grainy black and white I was seeing were hearts beating. Then she said, "Now we are going to listen to the heartbeats." What?!?! You can actually hear those tiny little things beat?!?!? And I did! I teared up a little. Blaming that on pregnancy hormones of course. Baby A had a heart rate of 126 and she didn't tell me what Baby B's was and I forgot to ask. Bad mom. She said everything is measuring right on schedule.

So, I am released from my RE. I guess they figure once they see a heartbeat, things are planning on sticking around for a bit. The nurse gave me some cookies with a note attached congratulating me on my pregnancy. The cookies didn't survive the car ride home. Nomnomnom.

I called my brother on the way home and gave him the news. He didn't have much to say but I figured so much.

Just been trying to get things packed for vacation which is rather difficult. My body keeps telling me to take a break after a short time of getting things together but my mind knows that if we are going to be leaving remotely on time I have to pack. I've been listening to my body for once though.

1 Comments:

Blogger Amanda said...

Get used to peeing in a cup. standard prenatal appointment comes with that... every single time!

5:18 PM  

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