6w2d

Sorry that its been a few days. I'm just so nervous to do daily posts because they'll all say the same thing:

I'm happy and thankful each and every moment that I'm pregnant.
I'm sick as a dog (morning sickness), throw up/dry heave all day.
I'm terrified that I'm not getting a take-home baby.

I hate to be redundant so I'll sum it up in those three items.

Next ultrasound is this Friday at 10:30 am - with my local doctor. We should hear/see a heartbeat because I'll be 6w4d with an embryo that might still be measuring a day ahead. We'll see I guess.

Funny: when I called the local office to set up the u/s, I reached Old-Lady-Nurse in the Fertility Department who knows NOTHING about IVF or for that matter, most fertility treatment. All past conversations with her have been infuriating. She specifically asked when my transfer was. I told her it was on 1/20. I added that the retrieval was on 1/17 and that I had a Day-3 transfer. She said that on Friday I'll be barely 6 weeks. I tried to correct her. She said I was wrong. Way to use the transfer date as the "ovulation" date. Why are you in the OB/GYN's infertility department?

Anyways, here's a picture of last Saturday's ultrasound:

The fetal pole is at the top of the yolk sac, looks like a long, skinny "x".
Was measuring 3.1 mm.

We didn't see anything other than a yolk sac with the blighted ovum last May. So we're beating the last pregnancy, yay us I guess. I didn't realize till Saturday that this is only the second actual "baby" we've seen on an ultrasound in five pregnancies. I hope its still there in 2 days with a beating heart. I don't know what I'll do if this goes badly.....

I'll catch up on my commenting soon, I'm just really holding my breath till Friday.