Had our first ultrasound last night. Arrived about 10 minutes late due to super shitty traffic in Providence, and I was so nervous about the wait and the scan that I was almost in tears by the time I got to the waiting room. Adam had already checked in and paid the copay. We got called right back, and after the nurse left the room, and I was just sitting there on the table, sans pants but with a nifty sheet, and starting crying. The nerves just flat out won.

Dr comes in with a student doctor and they get to work. I can’t see the screen, per policy. It’s quite for a bit while the rummage around with the wand. Then she says something to the affect of “well, there are two healthy babies in there.” I was in SHOCK, but not as shocked as perhaps others, since we used two embryos. But anyways. Baby A was measuring 6w6d and had a heart rate of 138bpm Baby B was at 6w5d and had a heart rate of 124bpm. All those numbers are great.

And, she already released me to find a local OB! Ms. Super Pessimistic About Everything! I found a new doctor today who can see me as soon as Dec 18th, when I’ll be 9w1d. That seems super fast, and I love it.

Shocked. Terrified. In awe. Excited. Ecstatic.