Thursday night at around 11, I found a little bit of spotting. I immediately started freaking out, as pretty much any pregnant person would. Bleeding is the ultimate sign of doom in pregnancy.
Well, maybe not. I decided to lie down and take a few minutes to think. If blood and girly things freak you out, skip to below the picture.
First, my doctor specifically told me that bleeding with no cramps is not a huge deal, cramps with no bleeding is no big deal, but both cramps and bleeding was a big deal. I took stock of my stomach and there was no pain all day. I did a lot of walking that day, and I did have some achy legs and feet, but absolutely no uterine pain. So on that note I was good.
I was also told that there is a difference in blood color can tell you something. Dark, brownish blood means it is old blood possibly just clearing out. Bright, red blood is new blood... the kind of stuff you'd like to keep in you. My blood was darker.
Finally, I actually had been warned that MANY IVF and MANY twin pregnancies do experience some bleeding between 10-14 weeks. I thought I was 10 weeks and 4 days, so it falls within the parameters. One website suggests that the twins take up a lot of room so sometimes something has to go.
Due to all of those items and the fact that it was almost midnight (and my dr. on call didn't pick up the phone) I decided to call first thing in the morning and just try to get some rest after a busy day.
In the morning, I called and explained my situation, and my doctor decided he wanted me to come in before the weekend for a scan, to make sure everything was ok.
Long story short, everything looks okay, and they could see no reason for the bleeding. I was told to drink plenty of fluids and take it easy.
I am so happy to be able to present their pictures, with permission from the parents.
First is both of them together:
Baby A Posed pretty for pictures. A is lying on the back with the head to the left. On screen, I could make out little arms and little legs. The face was not so easy to see since A was positioned sideways. A measures 11 weeks 3 days and has a heart rate of 168bpm, which is good.
Baby B was a little swimmer. When the ultrasound first found B, there was a flurry of movement. Eventually we got a good image of B's face. The positioning was funny because it looked like B was reaching over into As territory, but really B just went behind a little bit from the camera's perspective.
B measures 11 weeks 3 days as well with a heart rate of 162 bpm. I was very glad that both measured the same size since at my first utlrasound one was definitely bigger than the other.
I have to say, seeing these little miniature humans was quite an experience. I really wish their parents could have been there.
I have been kind of disconnected from this pregnancy really, which I think is a defense mechanism. I know I am pregnant: My blood tests show it, the ultrasounds before showed it, my body reminds me every single day. But until I saw these little people moving around on screen, I guess I was compartmentalizing everything because they aren't mine. Something hit that made it real. There really are two babies growing inside me.
As for after their birth, I still only picture them only in their parent's arms, swaddled in blankets so I can't see their actual faces. I can't even try to envision their appearance or their future. It is beyond my imagination right now. And that is okay. Their future is not mine to create, but I am so proud to be carrying them for their beginning. I can't wait to get to see what their future holds.