Showing posts with label Ultrasound. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ultrasound. Show all posts

Friday, November 25, 2016

Ultrasounds #2 and #3

I'm a bit behind.

Last week on Wednesday November 16 I had ultrasound #2.  Baby measured perfectly at 8 weeks 1 day, and the heartrate was 167.

This past week I had an ultrasound on Tuesday November 22.  Baby measured 9 weeks 1 day, and the heartrate was 180.  S/he was so much bigger.  You could see the arms and legs, and it was wiggling around.  It was so cute.  I wish we could have watched it longer, but our ultrasound tech has 20 years of experience so she's super fast.

I have another ultrasound booked for next Friday.  I'll be 10.5 weeks.  Since this past Sunday I've been finding the heartbeat really easily with the Doppler (I bought a new one), so I figured as long as I can find the heartbeat at home I could stretch it to a week and a half, which would put it right in the middle of the 3 week wait between the 9 week ultrasound and the 12 week ultrasound.

My belly is pretty big and hard to hide.  Soon I won't have to.  But I'm not really looking forward to announcing it to anyone.  I already had enough "cautious reactions" to this pregnancy and don't feel like dealing with any more of them.


Today was my due date with Shiloh.  It's a sad day here, but I'm trying not to dwell on it.

Thursday, November 10, 2016

Ultrasound #1

I had my first ultrasound yesterday at 7 weeks 1 day.  I was really nervous before hand, especially considering the fact that the last time I went for an ultrasound, my baby was dead.  It went well, though.  I saw the heartbeat right away, and it clocked in at 146bpm.  The baby also measured exactly to the day s/he was supposed to, according to when I ovulated.  That was a relief, since in my last pregnancy when I went for an ultrasound at 8 weeks 3 days the baby only measured 7 weeks 4 days, and then died within a week afterward.

The baby looked weird to me.  Not that kind of peanut/kidney bean shape, but just a strange triangle shape the whole time. It was weird.  But of course I'll be concerned about anything.

I still don't feel confident, so the doctor booked me in for another ultrasound next week.  She said I might as well come in every week if that is what's going to help me manage my anxiety about this.  I was hemming and hawing because I didn't want to seem crazy, I wanted to be a reasonable person who can go weeks between ultrasounds.  But she clearly saw that probably wouldn't be a great decision for me, so she booked me in and told me I could always cancel it if I want to.


As for symptoms... my breasts are bigger, and they hurt more now than they did a week and a half ago.  I can't feel my uterus much these days because it's not contracting a lot like it did at the beginning (the same thing happened in my other pregnancies at this point), but my belly is stupidly huge for 7 weeks (as usual).  I am so tired.  And I'm not as sick as a dog like I was in my first two pregnancies, but I have definite food aversions (to things I usually love) and gross icky feelings, and sometimes have full on nausea.  It's completely tolerable at this point, though.

My resting heart rate has gone all the way down to 64, from when it was 74 shortly after I got pregnant.  That is so weird to me because it is the opposite of what is supposed to happen - your heartrate is supposed to go up at this point in pregnancy and stay up.  And last time it was a bad sign.  But last time my heartrate went down once the baby died, and this time it's been going down for the past 3 weeks and everything is fine so far, so I guess it's just a weird fluke.