...sang in my best Cher voice!
The good news: I have two more weeks to knit something for the new baby.
The bad news: I have to be pregnant for two more weeks.
So I never blogged about the craziness of first finding out we were pregnant again... I was almost a week late for my cycle but a home pregnancy test (ok, tests) were negative. It was our third month on Clomid so I had an appointment with my ob/gyn to discuss further options on trying to get pregnant. But since my cycle still hadn't started, he drew blood. It came back that I was pregnant but my levels were really low...low enough to not show up on a home test. So we really didn't know what was going on and made an appointment for five days later to see if the hcg levels were going up or down. Whew, that was a long five days! The levels went way up on this test so everything was ok and we scheduled an ultrasound for two weeks later.
The ultrasound appointment was this morning. The doctor couldn't see what he wanted to see in his office so he scheduled me to go downstairs to the hospital's ultrasound department. So, I went to that appointment a couple of hours later and sat there for an hour and a half (with a full bladder). Then of course the ultrasound tech wouldn't tell me anything or even let me see the screen during the test.
The doctor called just like 30 minutes later though to say that the baby looked great and had a heart rate of 140 bpm, but only measured 6wks 4days instead of 8wks 4days. So something kooky happened with my cycle even though I did Clomid and my due date is exactly two weeks later than I thought.
So all of that to say that I need to tell Cher that I've figured out how to turn back time. That little baby in the sidebar was actually starting to look human, but now is back to looking even more alien monstery then when I last blogged about it!
Whew, a day of being a worry wort has left me exhausted. God is really teaching me that He is in control. Wonder when I'll learn it so He can stop teaching it to me?
