My hard earned so-called slam dunk

Ok, here we go.  We are pregnant.

Stats at 4w0d or 14dpo or 10dp5dt:

• hcg 288
• progesterone 34.3

My darling RE told me my numbers are so solid, she would have me on twin watch if we had transferred two.

I started to ask some questions around how the numbers compared to my miscarriage.  She gently cut me off and told me they are nowhere near comparable events.  I thought she meant that much-hated line of 'every pregnancy is different', but she credited the DE.  

I have a lot of stats in my back pocket to make me feel safer with this pregnancy.  I cannot even remember when DE made me feel so much pain... ok, maybe I can, but it seems so crazy insignificant at this moment.  This pregnancy is ours.

What.

Who typed that. 

My pregnancy?

Still sinking in and I am still guarded.  Old habits die hard.

For the record - this time I had no twinge of implantation.  No implantation blood.  I don't feel like throwing up.  My boobs don't hurt, but I did look a little whorey in a low cut shirt yesterday.  They are on the rise.

I had both twinge and blood (well, at least in my head) with Toddlerina.  Shame to miss out on such a monumental moment, huh?


We all have a friends still in the running.  I really feel the sting of not having them sitting on the other side with me, for whatever amount of time.  I feel a heavy side to all of my relief today.