I had an ultrasound and first prenatal visit yesterday. It all went well, and I'm measuring right on at around 8 and a half weeks. And I saw the heartbeat!
I had been dreading this visit so much because in the past couple of years I've been pregnant and have miscarried many times. Eight and a half weeks is a milestone for me - the heartbeat had always stopped by this point. I've had first prenatal visits with this practice before, and this is the first one I've left with good news.
I was expecting things to go badly. I was thinking about what I'd do if there was no heartbeat, would we try again, how would I feel, would I give up, did I have it in me to go back for the frosties and brace myself for heartache again. Ugh, this process is so brutal, and I really do think it takes a long time to get past the - for lack of a better word - PTSD from failed cycles and m/cs.
I'm happy that it all went well. I'm still not relaxed, but I'm sure the realization that so far it looks good will sink in eventually