So I went to the doctor, who was able to announce me officially pregnant! She also told me to continue living life exactly as I have been. What?! According to the internet, there are so many things that I’m not supposed to eat, not supposed to do. I suppose there are tons of women who don’t even know they’re pregnant as early as I found out, and do all sorts of things they’re really not supposed to, and still have healthy pregnancies. Does every woman worry this much during the 1st trimester? The doctor did an ultrasound which showed only the gestational sac, which means I’m not as far along in my pregnancy as I thought. I guess that kind of makes it ok then that I don’t have any major pregnancy symptoms yet. Just a low-grade fever, which was down a bit last night and this morning, scaring the hell out of me and tender breasts, and of course, no period. The doctor said not to come back for at least another 10 days to 2 weeks. She said it would take that long until we saw a fetus and heartbeat. This is going to be the longest 2 weeks of my entire life! I really can’t wait to see the heartbeat so I can relax just a little bit, and at least know that my baby has a strong, healthy heartbeat. In talking to friends that have miscarried before, it seems that the baby’s heartbeat is the earliest telltale sign of what the future holds. One friend’s baby’s heart didn’t start beating even after 10 weeks, and was told that it was too much to hope for after that point. Another friend’s baby had a heartbeat, but it was very weak from the beginning. Also, the doctor said my gestational sac was a perfect circle, difficult to see in the photos above, I know, but she said that if the sac’s shape was imperfect then there might be something to worry about, and that I should be ok all the way to the end. One friend had a perfect circle that began to change shape though along the way. That is why I can’t wait to hear the heartbeat!
Someone told me a quote they had read the other day, “A parent’s biggest job is worrying about their child.” Boy was that author right! It’s started and it’s never going to stop, never. I don’t know if I can deal with this worrying for the rest of my life. Now I know why people develop so much more respect for their parents once they have children. And to think of all the worry I caused my parents! I was a horrible daughter!! Let’s hope my parents curse on me doesn’t work, “may you have children just like you!”