Well. It has been over 24 hours since I found out I am pregnant with triplets. It is starting to sink in a little more. I am still too cautious to tell anyone really. We have told our parents and our siblings and a select couple of others that have been involved in my IF insanity struggles.
I am only 6 weeks along and anything could happen at this point. I could go in next Tues and there could only be 2, or 1!! I am refusing to think they could all go away at this point. I can't think about it.
Or
I could go in and see all 3 with beating hearts! *deep breath* big smile*
I just pray that what ever was meant to happen, happens and that be it 1, 2 or 3 that everybody is safe and healthy! That is my biggest fear.
DH is so excited - it's adorable. He says "I just imagine when all 3 are like 2 years old and crawling all over me and wrestling around and I love it!" sooooo cute :)
I can't believe I have to wait until Tues to have a better idea. tick tock, tick tock...
Ok, I pretty much suck at blogging. I got intimidated. I kept feeling like nothing was good enough to post about. Or it was too personal. But I give up on that. I think I am just gunna journal about whatever I am thinking about.
Today? Well .. I.. oh man where do I start?
I have been trying to get pregnant with #2 since Aug 2009. 18 months. In that time I have lost 2 and have had countless BFN's (Big Fat Negative as in pregnancy tests) Maybe I need a glossary? Anyway, I have been seeing an RE starting after my first loss - maybe around June/July 2010. I have been doing non-stop treatments and surgeries and meds.. and well today.... Today I am pregnant!
I actually found out on 2/18/11 and have been having bloodwork to confirm everything was going well. Today I had my first ultrasound. I was so nervous she was gunna give me bad news I could barely breathe. My hubby teased about me having no patience...
Well, I am gunna need to find some because we saw a flashing, beating heart!! In fact not only did we see that - but we also saw 2 more yolk sacs! Yes, that's right. Triplets!!! OMG Triplets!!!
so. currently. right now. today. i am pregnant with triplets!!!!!!!!!!
Baby C had a heartbeat already and we heard it!! It was so cute! Baby A was measuring a day behind (she said that's ok) and had a sac and fetus but no HB yet (normal this early) baby B had a sac and something in there but it wasnt a fetus yet, no HB...... so she is the most worried about that one.
I had my annual review at work this week. I have worked there 9 years! For some reason my boss decided to forgo the typical conference room atmosphere and take me to Tim Horton's. When he IM'd me that my first thought is *Why?* and then in my true worrywart fashion i think *is it because it is a bad review?? and he doesn't think I will freak out on him in a public place? Cus I will. Tim Horton's isn't all the public at 2pm anyway*
Anyway - it turns out - he just wanted coffee.
So as we are pulling away in his car - we see him.
There is a hoopty car with a trailer pulled in at the back of the parking lot. The drivers door is open and in it sits an old man. He is turned sideways and both of his feet are planted on the ground. Aaaaaand his pants are down around his ankles, So here I am in a car with my boss and we are driving straight toward an old man sitting in his car with his pants on the ground! *What is he doing???*
Me: "What is that guy doing? Wait. What? Are those his pants? His pants are down around his ankles! Do you see this?!"
Boss: "Yes they are. Don't look directly at him."
Me: *thinking.. what? are you my dad? what's gunna happen if i look directly at him? will my retinas burn?*
instead I say "oh ok. but why are his pants down! oh. i think he has boxers on though. it's not so bad then"
We pull out of the parking lot and boss says he is gunna call the cops. I think that's a bit extreme - I mean I am not one of "those" that don't call the cops -(that is for later posts) but not for old man pant-less. I convince him we should go back and ask if he needs help and then assess if the cops need called.
We drive back - boss rolls down his window "Do you need help?" *in the most irritated voice EVER. He might as well have threatened "don't fuck up my day old man" old man: "No, thank you. I just had some difficulty breathing but I am better now and I have someone with me helping me. Really, thank you for stopping. Thank you."
*But why are your pants down?? Does it help you breathe? Do you breathe through your testicles????
Needless to say I had that song stuck in my head the rest of the day. "Pants on the ground, pants on the ground, why old man do you have your pants on the ground?"
eerily the old man looked amazingly similar to this guy:
