So, I thought I was 11 weeks and 2 days..... I swear they just guess each time I go in. Just as my last pregnancy, I'm assuming once I transfer to a regular OB, they'll adjust and give me an official due date. Right now, we're still shooting for late February.
My final follow up with Dr. Jarrett was this afternoon. He did an ultrasound and everything looked great -- SO encouraging! The baby looked huge compared to my last ultrasound! "It" was moving around like crazy but Dr. J was able to easily find the heartbeat and get measurements. Khloe was with me and so excited to see the baby on the screen. She even got her own copy of an ultrasound picture!
Dr. Jarrett instructed me to quit taking all meds (with the exception of prenatals). That in itself causes a very nervous and anxious feeling for anyone who undergoes fertility drugs. I've been on all kinds of meds over the past 3+ months. It's crazy to me to think that people get pregnant without taking all of these drugs. After we found out I was pregnant, I was still instructed to take 3 separate medications to help assist and sustain the pregnancy. However, at nearly 12 weeks and coming in close to the second trimester, I am finally drug-free and ready to adjust to normalcy! (Whatever that is! Hah!) Dr. Jarrett referred me to Dr. Amy Moon at St. Vincent, so I'm looking forward to meeting her. I delivered Khloe at Community North, but with our upcoming move and my current location in Broad Ripple, it makes more sense to be further north and closer to 31.
At this point, I do feel nervous. Almost like a minor case of abandonment. Now my body has to continue to do this pregnancy thang on it's own, no help from drugs and no empathy and direct connection to my infertility support at Dr. Jarrett's office. They've cut the cord and I officially feel thrown into the real world, where women get pregnant and go to the doctor and do whatever normal pregnant people do... I think that my other friends who have conceived through fertility drugs understand what I mean when I say I don't ever feel normal and I won't ever fit in with the "everyday, normal pregnant lady." It's nerve-wrecking entering that world.
This morning I sat through Khloe's gymnastics class listening to a couple of moms nearby talk about their current pregnancies. One women, who is on her fourth pregnancy, spoke so nonchalantly about each one, gave all the complaints in the world, and mentioned that she's nearing the end of her second trimester and already "over it." I thought to myself, "You're not even close, lady!" I get that it's hard and easy to complain about the hardships of pregnancy and it's difficulty on your body, but there I was, sitting there, thinking to myself that I'm happy to make it through each day. I mean, I'm ecstatic to be 11 weeks! I know how hard it gets in the end especially, but we cannot forget to be grateful for this miracle we are carrying. The words we speak when pregnant are so loud to those around us trying to get pregnant or struggling through loss. One reason I started this blog and spoke so loudly about my journey through infertility and many IVF rounds was to remind and inform people that this pregnancy thing is hard for many people -- not just for me -- but many, many others. I know people who have lost a child around 38 weeks and 20 weeks, people who have lost an infant due to SIDS, people who cannot get pregnant no matter what they try, people who have undergone 11+ rounds of IVF to have their family, and so on. I'm blessed to have known these people and I am inspired by their courage and strength.
So here's to being released from a fertility clinic, baby in tow, for the second time in my life! Thank you, God, for all of the answered prayers and this little miraculous life.
My final follow up with Dr. Jarrett was this afternoon. He did an ultrasound and everything looked great -- SO encouraging! The baby looked huge compared to my last ultrasound! "It" was moving around like crazy but Dr. J was able to easily find the heartbeat and get measurements. Khloe was with me and so excited to see the baby on the screen. She even got her own copy of an ultrasound picture!
Dr. Jarrett instructed me to quit taking all meds (with the exception of prenatals). That in itself causes a very nervous and anxious feeling for anyone who undergoes fertility drugs. I've been on all kinds of meds over the past 3+ months. It's crazy to me to think that people get pregnant without taking all of these drugs. After we found out I was pregnant, I was still instructed to take 3 separate medications to help assist and sustain the pregnancy. However, at nearly 12 weeks and coming in close to the second trimester, I am finally drug-free and ready to adjust to normalcy! (Whatever that is! Hah!) Dr. Jarrett referred me to Dr. Amy Moon at St. Vincent, so I'm looking forward to meeting her. I delivered Khloe at Community North, but with our upcoming move and my current location in Broad Ripple, it makes more sense to be further north and closer to 31.
At this point, I do feel nervous. Almost like a minor case of abandonment. Now my body has to continue to do this pregnancy thang on it's own, no help from drugs and no empathy and direct connection to my infertility support at Dr. Jarrett's office. They've cut the cord and I officially feel thrown into the real world, where women get pregnant and go to the doctor and do whatever normal pregnant people do... I think that my other friends who have conceived through fertility drugs understand what I mean when I say I don't ever feel normal and I won't ever fit in with the "everyday, normal pregnant lady." It's nerve-wrecking entering that world.
This morning I sat through Khloe's gymnastics class listening to a couple of moms nearby talk about their current pregnancies. One women, who is on her fourth pregnancy, spoke so nonchalantly about each one, gave all the complaints in the world, and mentioned that she's nearing the end of her second trimester and already "over it." I thought to myself, "You're not even close, lady!" I get that it's hard and easy to complain about the hardships of pregnancy and it's difficulty on your body, but there I was, sitting there, thinking to myself that I'm happy to make it through each day. I mean, I'm ecstatic to be 11 weeks! I know how hard it gets in the end especially, but we cannot forget to be grateful for this miracle we are carrying. The words we speak when pregnant are so loud to those around us trying to get pregnant or struggling through loss. One reason I started this blog and spoke so loudly about my journey through infertility and many IVF rounds was to remind and inform people that this pregnancy thing is hard for many people -- not just for me -- but many, many others. I know people who have lost a child around 38 weeks and 20 weeks, people who have lost an infant due to SIDS, people who cannot get pregnant no matter what they try, people who have undergone 11+ rounds of IVF to have their family, and so on. I'm blessed to have known these people and I am inspired by their courage and strength.
So here's to being released from a fertility clinic, baby in tow, for the second time in my life! Thank you, God, for all of the answered prayers and this little miraculous life.
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