So today while I had some down time, yes I actually had some down time, I was reading through this chat board. Some might say I'm a bit of a troll for message boards. While most of the information is helpful, you would be amazed the crazy infertility questions people ask on some of these boards. My personal favorite has got to be when I found a thread about taking unprescribed clomid. The author asked if taking 250mg for 7 days was too much. WTF? I almost died! (For my non infertile readers, the starting dose of clomid is almost always 50mg for 5 days.) I tried to set the author straight, but I have a sneaking suspicion she probably ended up in the hospital with OHSS.

Anyway...I found this thread about the rising rate of c-sections these days. As I was reading, I went into full PANIC mode. OMG, what if I have to have a c-section this time? I've really never even thought about this as a possibility after my extremely quick and easy delivery with London. However with every pregnancy there is always a chance.

I have no idea why the idea of a c-section sends me into cold sweats. Tons of women do it everyday, however it skeebs me out! (Skeebs is a word right?) Why is it necessary for me to be awake while a doctor slices me open and digs around in my abdomen pulling out my child.

Don't get me wrong, I'm NOT anti c-section. I know there are tons of reasons why they are medically necessary. I'm just SCARED of them. Ghosts, Zombies, and IVF don't scare me at all. (Yes, I just put IVF into the same category as Ghosts and Zombies). C-sections on the other hand send me screaming and running. The process, the recovery, the staples. THEY PUT STAPLES IN YOUR STOMACH! That can NOT be good! I once accidentally stapled my finger and it HURT, I can't imagine staples (PLURAL!!) in my stomach. I really need to stop talking about this before my blood pressure goes through the roof and I require c-section.

I have my next, and probably last, ultrasound next week. I'm hoping, wishing, and praying that everything looks good, and we can continue with our plans for a vaginal delivery.

33 weeks! Only one more month until I'm considered FULL TERM! WOOOHOOO! I'll update with a belly pic later this week!

Well today, I had quite a scare. Let me start this out by saying EVERYTHING IS FINE!!!

Today started out just as normal as can be. However at around 2pm as I went to the bathroom for the MILLIONTH time, I noticed I was bleeding. I immediately FREAKED OUT! I quickly called my Dr who told me to come in right away. 15 min later I was laying half-naked on the ultrasound table. I was terrified, I was beyond positive that I was having another miscarriage. On the way to the Dr., I called Mike, who really didn't know what to say to calm me down, and honestly, there was nothing he could say. Anyway, to make this long story short, the babies are FINE! The ultrasound showed a small bleed in my uterus, probably that started out as an implantation "bruise" that ruptured. The Dr said not to worry about it, and it should stop bleeding in the next few hours (which it did).
The babies both had GREAT heartbeats, and wow, they had grown SOOOOOOO much over the past week. Baby B is no longer measuring behind, both are now measuring right on track at 7w4d. Their heart rates were Baby A: 167 and Baby B: 150. It was such a huge relief to see them again. This time they even looked like babies, Ok, well actually more like gummy bears, but at least they are no longer BLOBS :) I will scan the pictures and post them tomorrow, I must warn you though, they are pretty darn cute!!! I mean look at the pics in yesterdays post if you need conformation HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!