Last week I had a six week ultrasound and was told there was no fetal pole or heartbeat. After bloodwork showing stagnant hcg levels and then slow rising over the course of three tests and five days my doctor told me there was very little chance (10% or less) that we would see something today.

I have been an anxious and grieving mess all week waiting for my appointment today. To the point where I was a few minutes late to my appointment because I just didn’t want bad news.

I couldn’t even look at the screen when getting scanned. My doctor sounded sad when he said, “I’m sorry. But there is a beautiful baby and strong heartbeat here,” and then turned on the sound so I could hear the most amazing sound I have ever heard.

My husband and I squealed and cried and even the doctor and nurse teared up. They were both very convinced they would have to give us bad news today.

Our sweet little bean is measuring at 7w 1d and is due April 9, 2020. I know we aren’t out of the woods yet but I can’t believe we’ve made it another week after such a strenuous few days.