Another week has begun, although my little tadpole is measuring a few days behind from the last scan.

The other day, I was worried because of the amount of cramping and what-not, that something was wrong with the pregnancy. Now, my cramps have gone away and I'm mostly symptom-free... and I'm worried again.

Honestly, you can't win!

I'm tired, I have sort-of sore boobs, and I'm hungry a lot. That's about the extent of it. Worry? Not worry? Who knows! Let's eat a cupcake! #emotions

There's still a baby in there! And it's GROWING!

I really need to document more of this pregnancy, while it's in its early stages. The past couple of days, I have had a little bit of reassurance going back and reading my blog from G's pregnancy. It feels like so long ago now that I've forgotten all the little things, even though family & friends have reminded me that I had similar worries back then.

These were my symptoms from Week 6: I'm tired, all the time. Some cramping started up in the past few days, strong enough to scare me a little, but so far all seems okay. Things are a little 'interesting' in a digestive sense, but no vomiting, only teeny amounts of queasiness, usually around midday or if I haven't eaten. My boobs still feel exactly the same.

Well, today I'm 6 and 1/2 weeks pregnant, and I feel JUST like that. Cramps, enough to freak me out and make me go sit down, they started up yesterday and are still going strong today. Still no sickness except for the odd waves of nausea. Weird tummy stuff. And normal-ish boobs, unless I mash them to check if they're sore or not yet. The usual!

Hubby is going to come with me on Friday, as I think I need the moral support. I'm so glad that I'm able to have weekly scans at this point, but I'm also petrified that something sinister might have happened since last week - could baby's heartbeat have stopped, could growth be too slow, yada yada yada. I hope I'm wrong, but I don't want to be myself for this appointment.

Breathing, gently.

I visited my OB on Friday, when I was 5w6d. We had a good talk about the bleeding, the anxiety that comes with it, and my fear about something going wrong - all justifiable, but we just have to take one moment, one day, one week at a time. He wanted to take a look at everything himself, and once again, he could find no reason for the blood - which he says is positive.

It was an internal ultrasound once again, and this time, we saw the sac and the baby almost immediately, even though it was small. He didn't even bother measuring it, because we'd seen it the day before & he said there was no real point, since we could leave it a week and hopefully have a lot more to see. Seeing the heartbeat was enough to help me breathe a sigh of relief.

Still beating.

He's going to scan me weekly, because he thinks that will help us to manage both a) my anxiety over something going wrong, and b) keeping an eye on growth, particularly if I do have any more bleeding. That's about all we can do at this point... and hope with everything we've got.

This is the first time we've seen a beating heart since our first miscarriage. We lost him, yes, but we had several beautiful scans, and I cherish those moments. The other losses were earlier, and we didn't even get to this point. While it's still early days, and while I'm still petrified... I'm so happy. I just really hope this is our little fighter, who can come home and join our family. We are so ready for them.

So I was doing okay, the spotting from a few days ago had stopped, I was taking it easy... and I was feeling fine. Until yesterday.

I felt dizzy, and stood up from the lounge to refill my water bottle... and I bled. Like, a gush, that sent me running to the bathroom. Bright red, a few clots, and I felt sick as a dog.

PANIC STATIONS.

So, it was after 5pm, and my clinic & OB office closed - so I rang the after hours mobile, who told me to watch the bleeding and they'd try and organise a scan for me the next day. Not long after that, I bled again.

Since I was feeling so woozy, I decided to head to the hospital. I knew in my heart that there wasn't really anything they could do... but at the very least, they could run some tests and see if my hcg had dropped, or see if this miscarriage had already started/was imminent.

They took bloods and gave me fluids, because my BP had dropped a bit and I was dehydrated. Then it was a long time to wait for the results, and for a sonographer to come in and do a scan for me.

Hubby and I were sure it was over.

They wheeled me down for an ultrasound, and she looked through my belly first - just a blurry sac could be seen. Then, we tried dildo cam - and she could see a sac and a yolk sac, perfectly round. That was about it, and she said for being so early (5w5d) that wasn't unusual. Then she went quiet, and announced she thought she had found the baby - and she had! It was pressed right up against the wall of the uterus, and barely 2mm long. And, get this, she found a heart beat! Only 94bpm, but at that gestation, I can't believe she even found that!

I didn't get to see it, because it was an emergency screen only, but J got to witness it, and nearly fell over. Olaf is trying so hard to hang in there!

She couldn't find any reason for the bleed, except for a tiny dot next to the sac - but she said everything looked fairly good from what she could see this early on. The truth would come with the blood test results.

We got back to the emergency ward, and waited .. and the doctor came in and said we could go. Just like that. I looked surprised, and she said 'Oh, you have a viable pregnancy, it's all okay'. The blood test results had returned, they just hadn't told us. It rose from 3896 on Tuesday to 9243 Thursday.
She couldn't explain the bleeding but told me to take it easy and rest, and I'm booked in to see my OB this afternoon anyway - but even through those gushes, there's a baby in there right now.

Please tell me some good stories about random bleeds in early pregnancy? I've been pregnant five times, and never ever experienced anything like this.

After yesterday's beta that showed a drop in progesterone, I woke up this morning spotting.

Trying not to panic but OH MY GOD I AM PANICKING.

Clinic says it's likely progesterone irritation since I'm on such a hefty dose - haven't heard back from my OB yet, but man... I really didn't need this right now.

Hang in there, Olaf.

Please talk me off the ledge that my progesterone has dropped from 38 to 28 and my hcg numbers are slowing down?

No more blood tests.. but I did another digital test yesterday and hit the holy grail of pee sticks. I can't remember what the average hcg was to reach the 3+ mark, but whatever it is, it's made me very happy! :)

And so, we have hit the 5 week mark... and now begins the dreaded two week wait for a scan.

I am petrified that something will go wrong between now and then.
I am petrified that we'll get bad news at the scan.
I am petrified in general.

Sensing a theme here?

Nothing to do but now wait, and cross everything we have that this one turns out well! Still.. I am pregnant today!

I have my beta numbers from earlier this morning:

12dpo hcg - 28, progesterone 15
17dpo hcg - 286, progesterone 30.4
20dpo hcg - 1092, progesterone 38

We are still pregnant! Again, at least for today. But that's as far ahead as I can get.. one day at a time.

I'm a little concerned about progesterone levels not being higher, but I have to remember this is a purely artificial programmed cycle (HRT FET) .. but if they were higher, I'd breathe a little easier.

Always something to worry about, right?

For now... I'm pregnant right now, and I have seemingly average numbers. I can't ask for anything more than that!

Just keep breathing...

Waiting for beta results is just plain torture.

That is all.

Am a nervous, anxious, petrified wreck.