Graduates

After having to make the drive to Illinois about 30 times... we're done!

Last Monday I had an ultrasound at 10 weeks. It was delayed by a few weeks thanks to having Covid.

David was able to come in for it, which was exciting. 

Everything about it went well. The baby was measuring at the perfect size, the heartbeat was strong, and they were moving around quite a bit. We even saw them wave at us with their little arm stub. We got to hear the heartbeat for the first time instead of just seeing the flicker.

At the last ultrasound I could hardly see anything because it was so tiny. It was fun to actually be able to see the shape of a baby.

A good check-up means that I'm done with the fertility clinic until I want my next kid.

Now I need to find an OB in this area. It seems very daunting to find someone that's good enough.

I'm still having a hard time celebrating. I have excited moments but it's hard to fully accept it and believe it's actually happening.

David wants to tell everyone and I have no desire to tell anyone because I still feel a little nervous.

The day of the transfer we were told that we had a 40% chance of coming home with a baby. Those odds have now increased to at least 97%. 

I just need to keep telling myself that.