It's a milestone. I don't know why exactly, but it just feels like it is.
Last week was the big ultrasound - the anatomy scan - the 3-hour appointment from somewhere that could resemble hell, but wasn't really.
They took 176 pictures of nuggets! All the organs, the arteries, the brains, measured the bones, the fluid, and any thing else they came across. It was really incredible. I even got the tech to do a 4-D picture even though it's too early. The boys were busy and are right on track for their age. Which means I got cut some slack about not gaining as much weight as is recommended. Clearly the boys are finding something to eat, even if I can't! And there are no signs of TTTS (twin to twin transfusion syndrome) found with identicals.
All is well. My blood pressure is normal, and I'm not spilling anything in my urine. It was some massive relief for me. I am still sore, short of breath, congested, and nauseous. But Mr. W says I am being a wuss. There is nothing wrong with me and I need to get over it!
The doctors are watching for signs of infection from the lost triplet. It was still visible on the ultrasound and is sitting near the top of my cervix. Dr. J said this was to be expected and everything looks good so far. However, any irritation or infection would likely crop up in the next 4 weeks. I am still breathing a small sigh of relief. We are not completely out of the woods yet, but thankfully my cervix has a history of being overly stubborn - something that should serve this situation well. Not only does it have a curve, but Dr. J said it was one of the longest they'd seen. OK, TMI, but damn it's nice to finally have something going for me!