I can't help obsessing over how high my HCG levels were for the given DPOs. Now that there's no second baby to account for things, I've found myself staring at the calendar. If you recall, I got a positive OPK on a Monday but no temp rise until Wednesday. Given my hormone levels and the current size of the baby, I've decided that in all likelihood I ovulated sometime that Monday and my temps were just slow to catch up. By pushing ovulation back by two days, my hormone levels are still slightly higher than the range in the charts, but not nearly as high as they were. Which makes me feel just a little bit better. So in the space of a few minutes, I jumped from being 6w6d to being 7w1d. Which also makes me feel better since my second m/c bleeding started at 6w6d.
Why do a few days matter so much? I don't know; it's really hard to explain. Mostly, ever since I read that high HCG can be a marker for Down's, it's concerned me. It can also be a marker for a molar pregnancy but thankfully we've ruled that out! The third thing it can indicate is a girl which would please me greatly.
My nausea has been so much better today. I've noticed the last few days that I never really feel full; I always feel right on the verge of being hungry. I haven't been as good today about eating regularly so I assume the worst of it this weekend was stress over the ultrasound. Which makes next week's ultrasound a double-edged sword! Hopefully I won't get quite as stressed about that one. But I know that seeing a heartbeat doesn't really guarantee anything when one has a defective uterus. Or had. Supposedly patched up now but who knows for sure.
Today I allowed myself to get my pregnancy books out. With my first pregnancy I had The Pregnancy Journal: A Day-to-Day Guide to a Healthy and Happy Pregnancy and Your Pregnancy Week by Week. I especially liked the journal as it told you what was happening day by day. When I got pregnant the second time, I eagerly dug it out of the box and started filling in my dates. How sad to look at it today where it so abrubtly ended. When I got pregnant the third time, I still thought the first m/c was just a fluke, so I got it out again, although I didn't write in any dates. How stupid I felt when I miscarried that one and discovered that there was really no baby and all the development things I had been reading about didn't really apply. So, as you can imagine, I've resisted getting these books out this time around. But today, J took G to the park for a while and I had some time, so I got them out and caught up in the journal on the baby's development. I still read it with some trepidation but it also gives me some hope as well.
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Happy seven weeks! Isn't it nice to be ahead for once?
Oh, I'm so happy that the ultrasound was good!
I know what you mean about the pregnancy journal, BTW. I wrote in mine in ink, and had written dates far beyond when the pregnancy lasted. I doubt I'll even get it out next time (assuming there is one... *sigh*)
Well, see!!! It looks like everything's turning out fine!! But did you ask the doctor about those levels? He'd probably given you some ideas to calm you!!
Anyway, time has indeed go fast!!
Good luck!!
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