I am four weeks pregnant today.
Seems weird to me!
It's definately definate though. I went to a private lab in Bedford yesterday and had a Beta HCG test done (blood) and my HCG was at 28 IU/L which is about right for a 3-4 week pregnancy I'm told.
Tried to phone the Dr to get an appointment but apparently he didn't have any until late next week. So I have to phone him back in five minutes at 8am and try to get an emergency appointment for later today. I'm going to try and persuade him that I don't need the Heparin, but I suspect he'll probably send me down to the hospital to get checked over and put on Heparin.
My Midwife also knows now as I had to ask her to refer me to the private lab place... She'll have had a copy of the results too.
I also announced it on Facebook yesterday. So all my closest friends and family now know too. Here's what I said;
Sod it. I'm crap at keeping secrets. Yes, we know what causes it, yes we have a TV and YES I AM PREGNANT. I'm shocked enough as it is, so positive responses only please!
OK, just called the Dr and I have an appointment for 3:50pm.
Next thing is to book an appointment with my midwife. Book an early ultrasound for about 7-8 weeks.
It's strange. I can't think of this in anyway other than a list of tasks I need to complete to make everything OK again. I mean, I don't even think about the baby as a real person/thing. I keep referring to "It" or "the pregnancy" and I've never done that before. Martin is getting quite annoyed with me I think as he keeps telling me we're having a baby not an "it". I just can't comprehend all this. I can't take it in properly. I think I'm happy but I'm not sure enough to be excited so I'm following the mentality of faking it until I'm feeling it for real. I was on the phone to my Mum last night and just broke down in tears.
I feel so stupid. I was supposed to be getting a tubal - why did this have to happen now? I know what people are thinking, even if they don't voice it.
We'll see. I'm sure I'm just nervous at the thought of all the twice daily injections, the pain and the fact I'll probably end up in a wheelchair again. I can deal with all that. But for some reason I can't deal with the negative comments right now.
Here's my original BFP;