OK, so I was suffering a little from the fear of the unknown. I had no idea how my baby was doing and there was nothing I could do about it. Given that I am a Control Freak by nature, this made me fucking crazy. Alright, fine, more crazy than usual.
The risk of miscarriage in the first trimester is very high. However, with proper prenatal care, once you have reached double digit weeks and the presence of a strong heartbeat has been confirmed, that risk drops to 3%. So I talked my midwife into letting me have an ultrasound far, far earlier than I normally would.
Today, I saw my baby's heartbeat. It was, without a doubt, the coolest thing I have ever seen. He/she has a healthy 163 bpm heart rate and is swimming around with a distinguishable head and eyes and little arm and leg buds. The sonographer assures us that everything looks like it should at this time. He/she is 3.2cm long right now, on track with my dates and due to join us in April.
Now I know for sure that a baby is developing normally, and it's on the way. Now I have a whole new set of reasons to be terrified!
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