So I know the 2WW is grueling and sends you into crazy town. Analyzing every symptom or no symptom. Counting down the minutes till you can take a test. Crying because you know it didn’t work, and then smiling thinking it did.
But this wait between our 9 week ultrasound and our 1st OB appointment at 12 weeks is almost as bad. I told Mark Saturday I wish I had an ultrasound machine at home just so I can make sure little biddy is ok. I know I could buy a dobbler but I fear I won’t find the heartbeat and start to really freak out. I also realize the missed miscarriage isn’t helping things. I didn’t know you could lose your little one and not have bleeding/cramping but sadly now I do.
I am 10 weeks 1 day today and have 2 weeks to go before my 1st OB appointment. I am counting down the days. I hold on to my wicked need to sleep. I cop a feel a couple times a day to make sure the girls are still huge. I gasp at my bloated belly and think how can I not be pregnant. Lastly I thank god for everyday and pray little biddy is growing strong.
I can’t wait for the flutter, kicks, punches, etc. I read in my baby book you should count the movements during a 2 hour period. Can you imagine getting to count movements? That is going to be amazing for this ole infertile gal. When I can feel movement I think I will start to breath a little easier.