Up to this point, Kristy had lucked out in the morning sickness department. I mean she totally deserves it with all the stuff she had to go through, she had here share of pain and discomfort. But no throwing up, none at all.
That all changed this week, and it came on rather fast. From one day everything being fine, to the next throwing up so often that it was easier to lay on a pillow on the floor of the bathroom then to rest on the couch. We couldn’t tell if this was a bug, which many people have been getting, or if she was finally getting the morning sickness that everyone talks about.
The sickness continued over the period of 24 hours and it was obvious that it was a bug. Whew, because if this was morning sickness, then it would be a long pregnancy. After that 24 hour period, she began to slowly get back her appetite and no longer felt the need to get so friendly with the porcelain throne. We are glad to say that its over.
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We just had our first appointment with our OB, and got a chance to learn a lot more about the process ahead of us. You would think some of it would scare us, but at this point, there is no fear, just a strong sense of we have lots of plans to make, and not too much time.
The ultrasound was a little different, as this time we got to hear the heartbeat, which was a neat experience, compared to just seeing it on a screen. The doctor also was very good in showing us the arms, legs, head, ect of our baby. In fact, as we were looking at the arms, at that same moment, our baby waved. I feel bad for Kristy as since she is on her back, the viewing of all these amazing moments isn’t quite as easy to see. Needless to say I waved back.
In addition to various checkpoints, we got to learn more about our specific situation. With our unicorn uterus, the doctor felt that it’s the most likely that we will be delivering closer to the 37 weeks area, instead of the normal 40. We also learned that they will try to get a good reading on the gender of the child by Dec 23, to allow us to open an envelope on christmas day and learn which gender we will be having.
The waiting game is now old hat. We are excited to be on this journey, and again thank everyone for their thoughts and prayers. Its far enough for us to be comfortable letting people know, so you know what that means. Here we come Facebook!
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
O no, what does that mean?
Two weeks before our first appointment with our OB, we decided to tell john’s side of the family. It was quite a challenge to wait this long, as a number of them read this blog, so they are looking for an update, and we had to be very selective about our excitement. In fact, John’s sister was kind enough to be our proxy of getting everyone together.
She gathered the family’s together under the guise of just wanting to hang out. We had so many plans as to how to tell the family. But the biggest thing that limited us was knowing that we would have to tell everyone quick, as when we came over, people would be asking us how we are. We ended up starting up the get together with a family picture.
However, instead of the usual “say cheese”, I took the picture and said “say Kristy’s pregnant…”. The looks were excellent. From some there was a cloud of confusion, only to be whipped away by the excitement of understanding what was just said. Others had the reaction of “really? … really?”. I luckily got the whole saga on camera, as the reactions were amazing, and finally we got a chance to get this great secret out into the open a bit.
Everything was going good, until one evening, Kristy saw a bit of spotting begin to happen. At first, she didn’t think much, but the spotting continued for the next day and at that point we were growing increasingly concerned as to what was happening. Our appointment was still not for another week, but if something had gone wrong, it was time to know now, not wait with the worry influencing our every thought.
We scheduled an appointment with our RE the next day, and they were very kind saying many couples need a re-affirming appointment. That gave us some comfort, that we were not alone with worries. By the next day, the spotting had went away, but we still wanted to know, what was happening.
This appoint was better then our first, as the doctor took lots of time to show us the development of our baby. We got two pictures, and the piece of mind that everything was going amazingly. I’m sure this wont be the last time we want the piece of mind when it comes to this child, so its good to know that there are amazing doctors all around us to ensure everything goes smoothly.
She gathered the family’s together under the guise of just wanting to hang out. We had so many plans as to how to tell the family. But the biggest thing that limited us was knowing that we would have to tell everyone quick, as when we came over, people would be asking us how we are. We ended up starting up the get together with a family picture.
However, instead of the usual “say cheese”, I took the picture and said “say Kristy’s pregnant…”. The looks were excellent. From some there was a cloud of confusion, only to be whipped away by the excitement of understanding what was just said. Others had the reaction of “really? … really?”. I luckily got the whole saga on camera, as the reactions were amazing, and finally we got a chance to get this great secret out into the open a bit.
Everything was going good, until one evening, Kristy saw a bit of spotting begin to happen. At first, she didn’t think much, but the spotting continued for the next day and at that point we were growing increasingly concerned as to what was happening. Our appointment was still not for another week, but if something had gone wrong, it was time to know now, not wait with the worry influencing our every thought.
We scheduled an appointment with our RE the next day, and they were very kind saying many couples need a re-affirming appointment. That gave us some comfort, that we were not alone with worries. By the next day, the spotting had went away, but we still wanted to know, what was happening.
This appoint was better then our first, as the doctor took lots of time to show us the development of our baby. We got two pictures, and the piece of mind that everything was going amazingly. I’m sure this wont be the last time we want the piece of mind when it comes to this child, so its good to know that there are amazing doctors all around us to ensure everything goes smoothly.
its too early for graduation
About at the 5 week mark, we had our first doctors appointment, where we get the visual confirmation that Kristy was in fact growing another life inside of her. Those weeks of waiting were a bit hard, as she didn’t feel super pregnant, but not as bad as the five days, as we knew that we were. We had so much excitement for our appointment as we were told that we would be able to see the heartbeat of the baby, which many people don’t get to do until much farther along in the pregnancy. It would also in theory be the last time we met with our fertility doctors before transitioning to the person who would deliver our child into the world.
For all the buildup of the day, it was a bit of a letdown now that we are done. What we thought would be an in depth appointment, turned out to only last about 10 minutes. Not that it wasn’t amazing to know that our baby was healthy, but it just went by too quick. One thing that bothered us was that our doctor kept referring to our baby as “your pregnancy”. “your pregnancy looks good” … “your pregnancy has a good heartbeat” … ect. We have worked so hard and long to have this child, that to label it as just a pregnancy, seems like a mean thing to do.
The other thing that wasn’t as fun, was that at the five week stage, there is not any definition to the ultrasound picture. Its sort of a blob. Don’t get me wrong, it’s the cutest blob I have ever seen, and to know that in that blob is our future child, made we weak in the knees, but still, it wouldn’t kill the baby to be able to way and just give us a little “hi guys!” would it?
After the quick appointment, we got a printed picture as well as the congratulations from the doctor as to graduating from RE to OB. For those of you that are not up to the newest lingo, that’s Reproductive doc to delivery doc. I guess there is a lot of lingo that im learning, as apparently im a DH, which she tells me is a dear husband.
We are used to waiting at this point, but its another 5 weeks until we meet our new doctor, and we already realize that time is flying and today is graduation from doctors, and graduation from kindergarten, college, and everything else is just around the corner.
For all the buildup of the day, it was a bit of a letdown now that we are done. What we thought would be an in depth appointment, turned out to only last about 10 minutes. Not that it wasn’t amazing to know that our baby was healthy, but it just went by too quick. One thing that bothered us was that our doctor kept referring to our baby as “your pregnancy”. “your pregnancy looks good” … “your pregnancy has a good heartbeat” … ect. We have worked so hard and long to have this child, that to label it as just a pregnancy, seems like a mean thing to do.
The other thing that wasn’t as fun, was that at the five week stage, there is not any definition to the ultrasound picture. Its sort of a blob. Don’t get me wrong, it’s the cutest blob I have ever seen, and to know that in that blob is our future child, made we weak in the knees, but still, it wouldn’t kill the baby to be able to way and just give us a little “hi guys!” would it?
After the quick appointment, we got a printed picture as well as the congratulations from the doctor as to graduating from RE to OB. For those of you that are not up to the newest lingo, that’s Reproductive doc to delivery doc. I guess there is a lot of lingo that im learning, as apparently im a DH, which she tells me is a dear husband.
We are used to waiting at this point, but its another 5 weeks until we meet our new doctor, and we already realize that time is flying and today is graduation from doctors, and graduation from kindergarten, college, and everything else is just around the corner.
Waiting on pins and needles
It’s a fitting blog title, as after the implantation, it began both a waiting game, to see what happened, as well as continuing the big needle shots. For something that we have worked towards for over two years, you would think that 5 days would be a small price to pay, to know if there was success or not. In reality it felt like another 5 years.
The problem was that we were now so close. We had a growing embryo, and it was just a matter of if it takes. Another issue was compared to the natural way, we know what is going on, so every move or motion we started to second guess. I guess that made our 5 days that much harder, as when you trying to lay low, and low stress and low exercise in preparation, it doesn’t give you much to do.
That 5 days couldn’t go fast enough, and the Thursday morning shot was something that we were so excited and nervous for. I mean what if it comes back negative … do we wait a while, or try again right away? How much can we afford to try before taking a break?
Or even scarier, what if it worked? I mean that would be amazing, but it also makes it all real, and it gives us an amazing gift, but also a gift that can be lost, which would be even more crushing.
We decided that getting tested via our bloodwork wasn’t the way we wanted to find out, so we took a pregnancy test the night before to see what we could no. At this point peeing on a stick was easy to do, but the waiting was even more unbearable to see the “life” lines appear.
After five minutes, we looked, only to see no lines. I don’t mean no pregnancy line, but no baseline as well. Was it really five minutes? Maybe we thought it was, but it was more like 2, so we waited another 5, and then another 10. I guess it’s just fate that our test was a dud, not positive or negative, but just nothing.
Kristy couldn’t drink water fast enough, as she was driven to not let the pregnancy test get the last laugh. After a gallon or so of water, we were ready for round two, and Kristy was determined to emerge victorious.
This time we were more patient, as we waited for our lives to change forever without watching the clock or starting a timer. Finally we returned to the bathroom we our eyes closed and hand locked together. Then together opened our eyes to our future. For all the commercials with two bright lines, it is not like that at all. At first we weren’t sure if we were pregnant or not, as the second line was very faint. In fact, it was good old Google that come to our rescue as we looked at others that were positive and it was usual.
With the confirmation of our hopes and dreams, a clear clarity of what it meant flashed over our faces. We did it. All the strife and pain were worth the battle, and in the end, everything worked out. It was hard to contain our desire to post the amazing news on facebook, or call everyone we knew, but we still had the official test to come. It was just like the day we got engaged, as the first thing that day Kristy needed to do was tell Renee. The same thing happened as soon as we got the Google confirmatoin, Kristy needed to tell Renee, to share this wonderful news with someone.
You would think that with the confirmation at home, Thursday would be less nerve racking, but just as getting pregnant gives you something to lose, so we worried what if the test, which already had a dud, was wrong.
All those worries were quickly destroyed by the phone call we received that afternoon. AS we picked up the phone, we didn’t have to wait long, as the first words on the other line were “May I please speak to the pregnant Kristy White?”
“Of course you can!” Kristy joylessly replied, as there was no need to talk, as we already had our confirmation. Our lives are now forever changed, and we are excited to begin this journey. Thanks to everyone for the prayers, and we’ll try to keep you up to date on the excitement that will surround or lives for years to come.
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Our next challenge was how to tell Kristy's family. We luckly got invited to have a family dinner at there house on a weeknight. Our plan was to get something small, something of a token. We stopped at Baby's R Us, and looked at probably every peice of clothing, every toy, trying to figure out the perfect way to spill the beans.
In the end, we got Kristy's parents each a bib, with saying like grandma spoils me, and grandpa's favoriate. The small size made it easy to hide until we wanted to spring the news. The dinner preperation was going good, and before you knew it we were all getting seated to eat dinner.
"wait ... " kristy shouted as everyone got ready to cut into the food. She quickly got the bibs out for her parents and handed them each one with a sly "now we can eat". Even thought it was only seconds, the joy of watching the realization of what the bibs meant, as well as the power of love you could see in their faces was priceless. The were going to be grandparents, and they were looking forward to it almost as much as we were looking forward to being parents.
The problem was that we were now so close. We had a growing embryo, and it was just a matter of if it takes. Another issue was compared to the natural way, we know what is going on, so every move or motion we started to second guess. I guess that made our 5 days that much harder, as when you trying to lay low, and low stress and low exercise in preparation, it doesn’t give you much to do.
That 5 days couldn’t go fast enough, and the Thursday morning shot was something that we were so excited and nervous for. I mean what if it comes back negative … do we wait a while, or try again right away? How much can we afford to try before taking a break?
Or even scarier, what if it worked? I mean that would be amazing, but it also makes it all real, and it gives us an amazing gift, but also a gift that can be lost, which would be even more crushing.
We decided that getting tested via our bloodwork wasn’t the way we wanted to find out, so we took a pregnancy test the night before to see what we could no. At this point peeing on a stick was easy to do, but the waiting was even more unbearable to see the “life” lines appear.
After five minutes, we looked, only to see no lines. I don’t mean no pregnancy line, but no baseline as well. Was it really five minutes? Maybe we thought it was, but it was more like 2, so we waited another 5, and then another 10. I guess it’s just fate that our test was a dud, not positive or negative, but just nothing.
Kristy couldn’t drink water fast enough, as she was driven to not let the pregnancy test get the last laugh. After a gallon or so of water, we were ready for round two, and Kristy was determined to emerge victorious.
This time we were more patient, as we waited for our lives to change forever without watching the clock or starting a timer. Finally we returned to the bathroom we our eyes closed and hand locked together. Then together opened our eyes to our future. For all the commercials with two bright lines, it is not like that at all. At first we weren’t sure if we were pregnant or not, as the second line was very faint. In fact, it was good old Google that come to our rescue as we looked at others that were positive and it was usual.
With the confirmation of our hopes and dreams, a clear clarity of what it meant flashed over our faces. We did it. All the strife and pain were worth the battle, and in the end, everything worked out. It was hard to contain our desire to post the amazing news on facebook, or call everyone we knew, but we still had the official test to come. It was just like the day we got engaged, as the first thing that day Kristy needed to do was tell Renee. The same thing happened as soon as we got the Google confirmatoin, Kristy needed to tell Renee, to share this wonderful news with someone.
You would think that with the confirmation at home, Thursday would be less nerve racking, but just as getting pregnant gives you something to lose, so we worried what if the test, which already had a dud, was wrong.
All those worries were quickly destroyed by the phone call we received that afternoon. AS we picked up the phone, we didn’t have to wait long, as the first words on the other line were “May I please speak to the pregnant Kristy White?”
“Of course you can!” Kristy joylessly replied, as there was no need to talk, as we already had our confirmation. Our lives are now forever changed, and we are excited to begin this journey. Thanks to everyone for the prayers, and we’ll try to keep you up to date on the excitement that will surround or lives for years to come.
...
Our next challenge was how to tell Kristy's family. We luckly got invited to have a family dinner at there house on a weeknight. Our plan was to get something small, something of a token. We stopped at Baby's R Us, and looked at probably every peice of clothing, every toy, trying to figure out the perfect way to spill the beans.
In the end, we got Kristy's parents each a bib, with saying like grandma spoils me, and grandpa's favoriate. The small size made it easy to hide until we wanted to spring the news. The dinner preperation was going good, and before you knew it we were all getting seated to eat dinner.
"wait ... " kristy shouted as everyone got ready to cut into the food. She quickly got the bibs out for her parents and handed them each one with a sly "now we can eat". Even thought it was only seconds, the joy of watching the realization of what the bibs meant, as well as the power of love you could see in their faces was priceless. The were going to be grandparents, and they were looking forward to it almost as much as we were looking forward to being parents.
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