We had a great doctor visit on Monday. Both babies looked great and we saw their little heartbeats.
I had much more confidence going into this visit than I’ve ever had going into an ultrasound. But it helped that it was a different place that didn’t hold bad memories for me. It also helped that I know the babies are not growing inside of me. I still can’t get over saying the babies. As in plural. This is nuts. The good kind of nuts, though.
I did get nervous once we were in the room and waiting for the doctor. I was freaked out that the ultrasound machine looked as old as the curtains from the 70s in the room. That machine was a relic and I really panicked to myself thinking even if everything is fine…what if this dumb machine isn’t powerful enough to show such an early pregnancy? I kept that to myself and didn’t share with Nicole and Erick so that I wouldn’t make them nervous, too.
Thankfully, the doctor came in and got straight to it. We immediately saw one of them…and then saw the other one slightly after. I think I literally sighed a sigh of relief. I then started stressing about how they were measuring and started babbling about the CRL. The doctor said she wanted to show us first and then she’d measure. Thankfully, they are both measuring on track. We were there at 6w3d and they measured at 6w4d and 6w2d.
I was disappointed that we couldn’t measure the beats per minute or hear the heartbeat, but the important thing was that we got good news!
It was also great to visit with Nicole and her family. It was also an interesting experience for me to visit a military base. We pull into the neighborhood and there’s a sign pointing to all different things…Shooting range…Marine Gym, etc. I found this amusing in a this-is-not-something-I-see-everyday kind of way.
So, I guess we’re expecting twins! We are 7 weeks tomorrow.
Poor Nicole has been miserable with sickness and nausea. They are great signs for the babies, but I feel bad that she has to endure this for us.
I pray for these babies every day. I pray for Nicole. And, I pray for my sanity and spirit. Even though I’ll always worry in a way that normal parents who are expecting will never know, I think I have been able to push through the fear better than I expected. All things are possible with God! All I can do is get through today and today I’m thankful.