Do you remember that April Fool's post about us having a new baby but not being pregnant? Yeah, so, umm....joke's on us, because we are pregnant!
It's still early and it's been quite a rollercoaster, but we're very excited. We found out about two weeks ago, then went to the doctor and on the ultrasound he didn't find a baby. He told us we had an anembryonic pregnancy, or blighted ovum, and that we would miscarry. He gave us the choice to have a d&c, take medicine to induce the miscarriage, or wait it out naturally. I chose to wait, and thank goodness.
We were devastated.
A week later the nausea continued, and it escalated to not being able to keep anything down (even water) by Wednesday afternoon (sound familiar?). Honestly, I was angry because if there was no baby, why did I have to throw up? Dakota remembered I had a Zofran stash left over from my pregnancy with Maddie, and that magic pill saved us from having to go to the emergency room for IV fluids - again.
I contacted the doctor, who was concerned that I may have a molar pregnancy and wanted me to come in the next day. He said there was a 3-5% chance of it being a molar pregnancy, less than 1% chance that it would continue on as a normal pregnancy, and most likely, the throwing up was just an anomaly on my way to miscarriage.
We went in the next day and saw a different doctor. She turned the screen away from us so we wouldn't have to see an empty uterus, but after a moment said, "Honey, I have good news for you!"
I began crying and Dakota and I were trying to hug and it was completely and wonderfully overwhelming. Then she showed us our eight week old baby with a heartbeat. Once again, we're in love.
We're due Nov. 26th, though with the likelihood of recurring ICP, we will probably deliver in late October.