Broken wing...

Quick update!

March 6th:
I found out that I was pregnant! The minute Michael and I found out we were ecstatic! We've been making all kinds of plans for the baby and even picked out baby names. He decided that he was not going to have his ex-girlfriend move back. Instead, I was going to move in so he could be with me as much as possible throughout the pregnancy and we were going to raise the baby together. THAT whole situation is up and down every single day, depending on which way the wind blows; putting more stress on my body than anyone could ever imagine. And Michael is so oblivious to how his communication with his ex is tearing me apart and still is. Well, he's either oblivious or he just doesn't care.

I have even turned to the comfort and support of Michael's good friend in Baltimore, JD. We have only talked on the phone a couple times and text often, but JD has been there for me 100% and we've never even met. It's easy to talk to JD, as well as listen to his advice and input on the situation because he knows Michael so well. Whereas, my friends don't really know Michael well at all. Although we hardly know each other, I can see we're going to become really great friends. We've both been screwed over pretty bad by the person we loved, so it means the world to have him there for me.


March 25th was our first doctor's appointment!


March 24:
This past Tuesday, a day before our doctor's appointment, I started to bleed a little. Just light bleeding, enough for a small panty liner. It immediately got me worried, but I'd wait until my appt. the next day...

March 25:
The bleeding didn't stop, it got progressively heavier (I apologize in advance if this is too much information). My appointment was for 1:30pm, but I didn't want to wait because of my worry and concern for my baby. I called the office, explained my situation, and asked if I could come in now (it was only 2 hours earlier than my scheduled appt.). They said yes. The doctor asked me to provide a urine sample and wait in the ultrasound room. Michael was with me the whole time (his very first OBGYN visit! How fun, lol). They told me there was blood in my urine. When the doctor did the ultrasound, he said it didn't look like a regular 7 week pregnancy. It looked like there was a collapsed sac. If that were the case, I was having a miscarriage. However, he wasn't absolutely sure, so he sent me to the lab to give blood and I would have the tests results back the next day.

March 26:
Today they called to give me the results of the blood tests. They said my hormone levels are normal, but they're still concerned I am having a miscarriage. They want me to come back tomorrow and do the same blood tests. If my hormone levels have increased, then I'm not miscarrying. If my hormone levels have decreased, I am having a miscarriage. I do not want to wait until Monday to find out whether or not my baby is okay. The anticipation and stress is killing me, and I know the worrying isn't helping the situation out at all. However, I'm forced to wait and be patient...

In the meantime, I was put on bed rest until the second test results come back. Oh, joy.

So...I guess I'll come back when I get the results from tomorrow's blood tests and write another update.