XIV. Pregnant?

Making Baby Mettler

Trigger warning: blood.

The week after we got a positive pregnancy test… there was blood. Not a little amount. I was sure I was having a miscarriage. I texted the three people I had told that it was positive that I was having a miscarriage and that I wasn’t ready to talk about it.

The next morning I called the doctors office and they told me to come in for a blood test and then again two days later to see if the pregnancy was progressing, or if I was having a miscarriage. The first blood test came back that I was still pregnant according to my HCG levels, but that that didn’t mean that they wouldn’t start to decline if the bleeding meant I was miscarrying. (This happened to Steph when we were trying with her, but her levels were way lower initially) We didn’t tell anyone anything at this point. We just holed up in bed and cried & pretty much wallowed in our sorrows for 2 days.

On Wednesday (3 days post bleeding), I went in for my second blood test at 8am, and then we waited around for that phone call to tell us what our next steps were going to be. That afternoon at 3:30pm, the phone rang, and we both just stared at it. We weren’t sure if we were ready to hear what they had to say. And then just before it went to voicemail, I answered the call. My numbers had beyond tripled. I was still VERY pregnant!

I asked about the blood and the doctor explained that that was way more common than most people know. She told me to double my progesterone to twice/day (oh joy) and that I would come back in exactly two weeks for my 7 week ultrasound. And as long as everything was good with that, they would release me to my gynecologist.

Those 2 weeks were EXCRUCIATING! There was spotting for a few more days, and I was paranoid to say the least. Every little twinge or cramp sent my brain everywhere. Not to mention, the Progesterone prevents you from showing signs of a miscarriage and actually keeps you from getting a period most of the time. Poor Steph, I of course filled her in about everything that happened throughout the day, which made her just as paranoid while she was trying to be as supportive as possible.

The night before the ultrasound, I didn’t sleep at all! I was so nervous that I’d get there, there wouldn’t be a heartbeat, and I’d be in there all alone when it happened. Covid SUCKS.

The morning of the ultrasound, we got in the car, and I tried to keep my head together and just keep from crying. I walked inside, laid down on the table, Facetimed Steph, Dr. Jaffe walked in and started my Ultrasound. The second it started, there was a loud and clear heartbeat on the screen and speakers. My heart about jumped out of my chest, and both of us sat there in amazement (Steph on Facetime) that this was our baby.

The phone service of course sucked, lol because that’s just how things go. While Dr. Jaffe was looking around in my uterus to make sure that everything was good, it turned out that there was another embryo (OMG TWO EMBRYOS), but before you get too excited, the second embryo stopped growing a week and a half prior (so at 5 and a half weeks), when I was bleeding.

She explained that more than likely, thats what all of my bleeding was from. I asked if I should be worried about this baby being effected by the embryo that had stopped growing. She told me that they refer to it as Vanishing twin syndrome and that I had nothing to worry about. She told me that by my next ultrasound, it should be absorbed and shouldn’t cause any problems. She released me to my OB/GYN, and told me to continue the progesterone until the end of my 12th week of pregnancy, and wished me the best of luck.

OMG We’re having a baby!


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