As I had mentioned before, the last couple weeks were a little tense. Fluctuating hormone levels and a threat of a tubal. A few extra trips to the clinic and a couple more needle pricks to the arm (and now my butt), and we were in the clear....or so we thought.
Yesterday saw us rushing to the clinic with the dreaded thought that I was having a miscarriage. Cramp-like pains and bleeding. It was hard not to think the worst. As soon as the bleeding started I called the clinic and pushed for an emergency ultrasound. Within an hour my IP's and I were in the ultrasound room full of worry.
I guess this is going to be another pregnancy of firsts. This is the first time that I have had implantation bleeding. That's what we were told by the tech. There is a pocket of blood next to the embryonic sac. My body is trying to get rid of it and that's what the cramps were.
Baby P was floating around, happy as a clam. There was a strong heartbeat of 113 bpm. It was so nice to see that flutter on the screen....even if I had no clue what I was looking at. You would think that with this being pregnancy #5 I can decipher baby parts, but all I see is snow on a TV.
Needless to say the car ride home was much more pleasant than the drive to the clinic. We even got Dairy Queen!!!
Next week we have another ultrasound and appointment with the fertility doctor. This will be when we are released from the clinic and go to my OB after that for prenatal care.
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