What a Journey

I have pcos and was told after I lost my first pregnancy when I was 16 that it would be unprobable that I would ever conceive naturally.

After finding out I was pregnant on the 15th of March I was flying high I couldn't believe it. Not only was I pregnant but we had done it naturally and have only been trying for about a year now. But my joy was short lived.

I had two weeks of pure hell. My original doctor kept throwing around the misscarriage word, and not viable after my first ultra sound showed nothing and this being such a suprise and with how crampy, and dizzy I was feeling I was one panicked mama.

Trip to the ER yesterday, couldn't take it anymore I needed answers.

After going in at 10 am around 3:45 pm I did my second ultra sound. My ultra sound tec was the kindest person I've ever met and she took pitty on me. I was shaking like a leaf the whole time she was performing the internal ultra sound. "Well you're early but its definetally there." She said to which I sobbed in relief I was so overwhelmed. Baby was alive.

"She said, well babies!" Pretty sure I almost had a heart attack when I asked how many. Luckily there are only two.

I'm nearly 7 weeks today, babies are due Nov 21st which is the day after my birthday. Looks like my Fiance was right birthday sex for him means birthday babies for me.

In his very famous words (which he stole from Jaws) "We're gonna need a bigger boat."

Sadly no ultra sound pictures :( and I wont have another one until I'm at least 20 weeks unless there are complications. Fingers crossed there are none.

Moral of the story, don't let a bad doctor terrify you. Always get a second opinion!