By our 8 1/2 week appointment, Baby B had vanished, and so had the subchorionic bleed. I couldn’t believe the bleed was gone. We were thrilled! We still had a lot of mixed emotions about Baby B, but all we wanted was a healthy pregnancy and child in the end. I knew if it wasn’t part of God’s plan for twins, then that was the best plan. But, don’t get me wrong, we still grieved this loss. We had already been looking at cute twinsy names in our baby name book and so forth. I tried my best to spend little time focusing on it because I did not want the stress to affect Baby A.
Baby A looked like a real baby this week! We could see its little head curled, its tiny feet, and mini earbuds! We were in complete awe at the transformation that had taken place over the past 3 weeks. I thanked God for allowing us to get to see the changes taking place each week. Most people don’t even get an ultrasound until they are 8 weeks along. We, on the other hand, had watched this baby grow from the time it was just an egg, to an embryo, to now, this amazing life.
By the minute, we were growing even closer and more in love with our baby who measured exactly as it should, at 8 weeks and 4 days. The heartbeat was also a perfect 169 bpm. When they weighed me in at our appointment, I had gained 5 pounds! I am sure some of it was water weight, or from the hormones even, so I didn’t feel too bad about it. What could I do anyways? I was literally ravished 24/7 and we took at as a good sign that our little one was growing as it should.
The doctor once again told us how minimal our chances of miscarriage now were, less than 5% by weeks 9 & 10. Woohoo! Another reason to go look at adorable baby stuff. One of the things we had been waiting years upon years to do together. So the day I turned 9 weeks, we decided to do just that. We didn’t buy anything for the baby, just browsed. My hubs saw one of those mini-basketball hoops and said, “I just can’t wait to do this with our kid.” I knew he was going to be such a great dad. We started talking about how we would arrange the nursery, in fact we even had a few floor plans picked out. We discussed colors and themes, and furniture, and so much more. We were absolutely elated at the thought of finally having our family.
The next day, my mom and I went out and bought some maternity clothes because none of my normal pants fit anymore. In the dressing room, my mom pointed out that I was now showing. In just a matter of days it happened. At 8 weeks, there was barely a bump & by 9, there it was! People at work were starting to see it too, even though I hadn’t spilled the beans yet. Part of me was a little nervous how big I would get since it was so early on, but the doctor reassured me I was doing just fine the way I was.
Then something odd happened; when I woke up one morning, I felt off. When I say off, I mean I felt normal. Being pregnant, you don’t feel your normal self and I was feeling like my normal self that day. I didn’t feel pregnant anymore. I told my husband & my mom, and a close friend, all who said not to worry, that everything would be fine. I tried to ignore it that day, but I noticed I never had to put on my sea bands or even have a gingerale. I was in the peak of the 1st trimester…why would my symptoms just disappear like that? It’s not like I was out of the 1st trimester when most women’s symptoms fade.
I figured I would be back to feeling pregnant tomorrow, or at least that’s what I desperately prayed. But when tomorrow rolled around, I still felt normal. And the worst part, I wasn’t very hungry. My 9 1/2 week appointment was the following day. I guess until then we would have to wait it out.