It’s been a long week – and it’s not over yet.
Yesterday, after an u/s that revealed a heart beat in an embryo hanging out in the right place, I graduated from the reproductive endocrinologist. There were a few moments of clarity when I simply smiled from ear to ear, pondering what this late fall will hold for me — but then I fell into a daze of not being able to believe it. Though I had seen it, was it, indeed, real?
It’s still early – and so I think my head is trying to protect my heart from whatever could happen, even though I have no indications those things will happen. That being said, each day that passes seems to help my heart inch closer to believing. And when that happens, my heart is happy. And I’m hopeful.
I’ve written and deleted paragraphs of other ramblings, but it’s all stuff that is not-a-big-deal compared to the news of a heartbeat, and so I’ll let this be for now.
Here’s to the rest of this week, and to being 7+ weeks pregnant!
My heart is happy, too.
And now it’s 8+ weeks! This is just so, so happy-making!
Cheers to graduating from the RE! I hope you have no reason to revisit any time soon :).