I went in for my beta yesterday and it came back at 135 – I am officially pregnant. I mean I already knew that I was, but somehow hearing it from a doctor (or nurse practitioner, as the case may be) makes it all feel *real*.
Holy crap holy crap holy crap. I just can’t believe we made it here. I am four weeks and one day pregnant. I am going to be a mom. I really, really am.
So far the only “symptoms” I’ve had are sore and miraculously-fast-growing boobs, the occasional twinge and/or cramp, smell sensitivity (which occasionally leads to nausea) and intense sleepiness every afternoon. Nothing too awful, but enough to reassure me that yes, this is really happening.
All I can think is that I am so incredibly grateful. Yes we deserve it, and yes we went through a lot to get here. But I’ve heard some horror stories this week of women going through incredibly painful losses right now, and I just want to enjoy every moment while I am this lucky. And all I can do is take really good care of myself and hope for the best.
I go back for another beta tomorrow, so here’s hoping the numbers are doubling doubling doubling!!