Showing posts with label pregnant. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pregnant. Show all posts

Two Pink Lines

God is good.
This happened yesterday.


Very, very early.
3dp5dt.
In infertility speak, that translates to 3 days past a 5 day transfer, or 8 days past ovulation for a normal baby making mama.
I tested + at 3dp5dt when I was pregnant with Elena, when all 3 embryos had implanted.
Makes me think that maybe Macaroni and Cheese both decided to snuggle in.
Or maybe one of them split.
Or maybe it's just one strong little babe.
In this moment though, I am pregnant.
And I cannot stop thanking God and praying for this pregnancy to be a healthy and strong one. 
I also cannot stop peeing on sticks.
And pulling the most recent test out of my pocket to stare at it and make sure that beautiful second pink line hasn't disappeared. 

I know most people wouldn't believe it's possible to actually experience symptoms so early, but when you are so hyper-aware of what is happening in your body, it is certainly possible. I know I love to stalk the Internet when I'm in the dreaded 2 week wait to analyze my symptoms or lack thereof.  So, I'm gonna share what's been going on since my transfer.

I also promised myself that I'd document this journey, whatever happened, for the sake of telling my story.  All of it.

1dp5dt Symptoms
Mild twinges and tightness in lower abdomen.
A few moments of mild cramps, almost indetectable.
Strange dreams.

2dp5dt Symptoms
Emotional and sad. Cried a good, hard cry.
Hungrier than normal.
Ate my favorite soup and got nauseous out of nowhere.  Ran upstairs and vomited.  Felt fine immediately after.  {I've never had morning sickness with either of my previous pregnancies}

3dp5dt Symptoms
 Took test around 11am- negative.
Another night of strange dreams.
Increasing stretching uterus feeling.
Heaviness in uterus.
Gut feeling I was pregnant.
2nd HPT 7pm-faint, faint positive.  OMG

4dp5dt Symptoms  
 No new symptoms.  No sore boobs.  No nausea.  
Peeing more than usual.
Uterus stretchy feeling.
Some mile crampy twinges.
     
    One constant symptom 
     Overwhelming gratitude.  

I have a more thoughtful post in my head on being pregnant again.  On this incredible blessing.  On giving my baby a sibling.  About sharing my mama love with another and the paralyzing fear that invokes.  My mind is full of things I want to share but I'll save them for another day.  

Goodnight, friends.  xoxo



20 week you

Dear Elena,
Mommy @ 20 weeks
20 week YOU
I can't wrap my brain around how fast time is passing since you were born.  When I reached the milestone of 20 weeks pregnant, I remember how LONG it felt to get to that point--the day where the u/s tech told us you were a girl.  Now, 20 weeks have happened in the blink of an eye and you are not a newborn.  You are an infant--a beautiful, curious, silly, pre-occupied-with-everything, lovable, delicious, sweet little being.  20 weeks of getting to know you has been the funnest job on Earth.  I look forward to waking up every morning to see your sunshine smile.  My heart melts.  You are the greatest joy and Daddy and I are in awe of you.  Staring at you has become our favorite past time.  It. never. gets. old.  Here are some fascinating things about 20 week old YOU...
  • you continue to love your swing 
  • you still rock a mullet/comb over/tail that is hilariously adorable (pics to come!)
  • you got your first sniffles
  • your piggies are starting to interest you
  • you have diaper blowouts daily and I am seriously considering cloth diapering at this point
  • you are in love with your Very Hungry Caterpillar
  • you love to pull on my bra and play with my shirt, necklace, face,hair anything you can get your hands on while you nurse.  I adore it.  
  • you stop traffic wherever we go...people commenting on what a doll you are.  You really are.  I know if Nana were here she would call you Dolly.  I know it
  • you have no form of stranger anxiety what-so-ever and will gladly smile for whoever comes into your view
  • you still see Ms. Eleanor at PT 1x/week for your tort and you NEVER cry.  You make all the stretches and exercises look so easy.  I'm the one who cries.  Every week.  When I watch you and Ms. Eleanor stretch and play because I am just so proud
I could go on but Mama's gotta grab a shower before it's time to take you to PT and get ready for Dadda to come home from Cleveland.

 Love forever--to infinity and back,
Mommy
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