Let’s fast forward past the pregnancy news for a moment to today. Week 8, Day 2.
This has been an eight week roller coaster. Now, as one of the last of my friends to conceive I’ve been privy to the gory details, but I don’t recall anyone talking about how overwhelming and stressful this first part is.
First, it’s shocking as hell. Then, it’s exciting. That excitement turns to fear with a (false alarm) ectopic pregnancy ultrasound. Then there’s blood. And a hastily scheduled ultrasound by a nurse who made everything worse and used the term ‘viable pregnancy’ – then just kidding, she called back after conferring with the doctor and canceled the ultrasound. Then more blood.
I don’t know how to feel. I don’t know what the plan is. I suppose many women feel this way and we never hear about a pregnancy until Week 12. Perhaps I am starting to understand why.
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