Today was a big deal. I, for the first time in a long time, was a normal patient. Just a normal, everyday, OB patient. I went to this first appointment and it was supposed to take 40 minutes but I was there for 3 hours. I answered a bunch of questions, was weighed, blood pressure, pee in a cup and an ultrasound. I've surprisingly only gained about 5 pounds (4.7 to be exact) so that was okay. Seeing as how I cannot zip or button my pants, I was thinking at least 15 so it was a pleasant surprise. I'm allowed to gain 30 to 40 more. Trust me, it won't be a problem.
The nurse who works with the OB has never had a patient that has done IVF before. She said "when I saw on your charts that you were only 25, I was thinking you must have major issues, do you?" I told her no I do not, I have mostly unexplained with a side of polycystic ovaries. She then asked if I purposefully "implanted" two eggs so that I would have twins. Ah, the cluelessness of the fertile. I explained to her, a medical professional, that no one has anything "implanted," that embryos are transferred and then they have to implant on their own. I told her the RE's standard is 2 embryos. 2 could implant, 1 could implant, or none. IVF isn't always successful. I answered many questions for her before we got down to business. She apologized but I told her I am not shy or ashamed of having done this and I don't care about answering anything she would like to know.
Now, onto the good stuff, pictures!!
Two baby heads with limbs in the background
I was beyond thrilled because they were both moving! MOVING! And I don't mean a little something here or there, but like buds flailing, sac bouncing, crazy moving. Baby B was so crazy we had to wait awhile to get his heartrate because he needed to calm down first. Baby A was so cute, she had her legs crossed together but little arm buds flapping around.
I know this sounds stupid, but I was like, I'm pregnant! There are living things in there, moving, like people. I just fell compeletly in love with them today because they were so quirky and crazy up there and instead of looking like blobs I could finally imagine them as actual humans. I know in the infertility world you shouldn't get attached until after 12 weeks, but it's too late. I'm in love.