This week we made it past 10 weeks. Our little miracle has progressed from being an embryo and into a fetus (well, at least that’s what it says in the book we’ve started reading the past two weeks). It is such a surreal feeling to just be here. Each day, I feel humbled, thank God and say a little prayer for our little boy or girl.
Scans et al:
We had our last scan a week back; just to make sure all was ok. I was going to blog about it, but then somehow didn’t get around to it. Better late than never, right!
Last week’s scan was probably the very first time that I had this pang of excitement and for a minute or two during/after the scan and all I did in my head was ‘OMG! OMG! I’m pregnant…it is actually happening’. It was short-lived as soon all the fears of what could possibly happen in the first trimester resurfaced. So I guess, I’m better off just treading slowly and cautiously.
Usually, my scans are very quiet mainly because Dr. K who usually does my scan barely says a word. Honestly, I can probably count on my fingers how many times I have actually heard him say anything in last six months we’ve visited the clinic and what feels like a gazillion scans with him. Though…this time was different. I saw my uterus and I saw the baby – it was “easy peasy” in my little niece’s words. No finding – no probing. He checked for the heartbeat and was giving the nurse some numbers when I saw it move! It…the baby…the little fetus actually moved…right there in front of me! I also saw those paddle like hands flicker. I looked at Dr. K and asked him, is that what I think it is…and he just calmly replied saying ‘yes, all looks good’. In my head I said to him ‘How can you be so calm?!? I just saw my baby moving’.
It was and still is the most wonderful feeling. I’m just glad all is good and progressing well. I can’t shake that feeling off me and I don’t want to. Every time, I think of it…I have this huge sigh of relief…and feel so grateful that DH and I are able to make it this far.
There are a couple of tiny not so good bits about going for scans at our clinic.
- I couldn’t hear the heartbeat because the machine he was using wasn’t equipped to do that (I know…bummer!);
- DH hasn’t come in even once (big bummer…!). Our clinic is in Mumbai and maybe a bit traditional not allowing male partners into the scanning rooms. I’m hoping to check with the Dr. N next time to see if he will make an exception;
- Lastly, the scanning equipment is a bit dated again and can’t provide us with images. My solution to this is to go in with my cell phone, and take pictures for DH next time. Lets see if that’ll work.
But in the grander scheme of things, DH and I don’t really mind. We’ve grown fond of my clinic and the staff there. Also, there are alternatives for taking care of the three points above…
Oh also, almost forgot! They bumped up my expected due date by a couple of days. I was pretty kicked about it. So when we went for the scan, I thought we were at 9w but the scan showed 9w4d!
Nuchal scan and blood work:
Our clinic does not do the 11-13 weeks nuchal scan. So we’ve booked ourselves into a good diagnostic centre at 12 weeks, which is on Monday, 15-July. When I spoke to them, they said that test will take about 45 minutes and there is a good possibility they will let DH stay with me. This will be followed by several blood tests all to check the baby’s health and progress.
I read all about the nuchal scan and how it can tell you about your baby’s risk for Down syndrome and other problems. I was a tad bit worried about what the results will show and what they mean. But then, one of these days I happened to speak to my sister who has two daughters aged almost 3 years and 4 years. I asked her how she felt going in for the nuchal scan, was it a big deal etc. and she simply said, ‘you can’t change the results, so just go with the flow’! So simple and so true! It was a gentle reminder of what we’ve been doing all along…just going with the flow. Since that conversation, I can say I am less worried about it.
Amongst other news:
- Morning sickness (I call it “all-day sickness”) is sticking with me. I’m handling it a little better each day though and realised most of the time, the throwing up is triggered by strong smells. Also, the two days after my progesterone shot are the worst for the nausea feeling probably due to all the raised hormone levels in my body;
- My sense of smell is elated. Anything sweet makes me want to throw up! This includes, my body wash, my shampoo and conditioner (I can’t even smell my own hair), my perfumes, my husband’s moisturizer. One day, I almost made him shower right after he got out of the shower just to rub that moisturizer off him (the poor thing!)
- Surprisingly, I’m off chocolate (my biggest weakness before pregnancy). I can’t have hot cocoa, or a piece of chocolate or a tiny piece of cake during an office birthday. I guess, its good for the baby anyway, so not complaining here;
- I’ve been up twice in the last ten days hungry for a mid-night snack. The first time it happened, I thought it was hilarious. DH offered me a whole bunch of things from cereal milk, to whole grain crackers and fruits. I requested for yoghurt and rice and had a nice big bowlful at 3AM! Fortunately, the second time it happened, the crackers sufficed;
- I think I have teeny tiny bulge appearing this week. 8w vs. 10w – what do you think?