Beta Pregnancy Test #2
We have been waiting since Monday for the results from our second beta pregnancy test to confirm (for real, for real) our pregnancy. Today, I report the results and how I’m feeling.
I’ve been thinking about pregnancy a lot lately (ya think?), and a lot of stuff has come up in me about it.
Like how up for the past 1.5 years, the “P” word has been super triggering. Like a sharp bullet unknowingly quickly released from the pregnant woman’s oblivious muzzle. A cannonball of mixed emotions. Grateful for her. Sad for me. And every feeling in between.
Like how for some people, the “P” word is completely unwanted. Two pink lines witnessed between thick tears on the bathroom floor. A woman in an abusive marriage pleads it’s not true. Feelings of stuck-ness and obligation and fear.
Like how for some, hearing me announce that my first beta pregnancy test was positive in Monday’s blog post was like a confusing punch to the gut. Why can’t that be me? mixed with Thank God for her.
“Pregnant” is not a neutral word. I honor what it brings up in you, positive and negative. Grateful and resentful. Thrilled or indifferent. I am fully aware of how painful…and nostalgic…and confusing…and joyful another woman’s pregnancy announcement can be.
I see you.
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I received a call from my clinic today at 1:05 PM. I eagerly answered before the second ring had a chance to sound. My nurse sounded light-hearted and giggly from the get-go, so this calmed my nerves, assuming this meant she had good news to tell me (unless she was some sadistic beast). She immediately said, ”Congrats, my dear, you’re officially pregnant!”
As you remember, my first beta pregnancy test came back at 308 mIU/ml. My nurse wanted to see a 66% increase by my next blood test on Wednesday (today!), from 308 to approximately 500. My nurse told me she would even be happy with a rise to 450. I got the call today that my hCG levels had increased to, drum roll, 615! Doubled! Way to go, over-achieving fetus! (He/she takes after his/her mother.)
My nurse then proceeded to tell me that I will be FIVE WEEKS PREGNANT tomorrow.
(How oh how is that possible? It was like my body entered some crazy time vortex that catapulted me into the future. The embryo was put in my uterus just 15 days ago, and suddently I’m five weeks pregnant? I figured I would be four weeks pregnant now, but I guess my body just wants to be five weeks along? Can someone explain this to me? So wonky-wonderful!)
Being five weeks pregnant tomorrow makes my due date, drum roll again, Halloween! Halloween is Cory’s favorite holiday and only six days after his birthday! It sounds like a wonderful time of year to birth a chubby pumpkin, if ya ask me!
Next step will be a 7 week ultrasound to see the baby’s heartbeat! In the meantime, I’ll be emitting all the positive energy (and eating every can of beans I can get my hands on) to this little baby so that it continues to grow big and strong. (By the by, this is the quinoa and black beans recipe I made tonight! A classic! I recommend decreasing the beans from 2 cans to 1, adding 1 cup of corn, and adding 1 can of Rotel.)
Question: what was your first trimester like?
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