The first dr appointment

As soon as we found out we were pregnant I was anxious for that first doctor appointment to hear the heartbeat.  I've done this before, only I walked out of the doctors office with sunglasses on sobbing.  I decided that I wouldn't let the past affect my happiness and to live in the present.  I was pregnant! Be happy!  Celebrate! ... Just don't tell anyone (but family) yet.

I found a doctor in the area and he wanted to see me at 6 weeks instead of the normal 8 because I have a "history of miscarriages."  My appointment was set for November 15th at 1pm.  

Now here's the answer to the million dollar question... "Were you using fertility?"  Yes.  I was on the very lowest dosage of Clomid.  It's very rare to become pregnant with triplets off clomid.  I believe there's a less than 1% chance.  We knew that twins were a definite possibility and to be honest, both David and I secretly hoped for twins.   

As the day of the appointment was getting closer, we both kinda had a feeling there was more than one baby in there.  But again, I like to get my hopes up.  So I tried to brush off these feelings.  The day before the appointment David said to me "So let's take bets on how many are in there!"  I just laughed at him and said "Babe, there's 1... maybe 2 if we're lucky!!" 

That night I had a dream.  Maybe it was preparing me for the news to come, or maybe I had it because of our conversation earlier that day.  Either way, I had a dream we were at the doctor appointment and there were 3 sacs.  We were having triplets!?!  But the doctor said that only one had a strong heartbeat and I might lose the other two.

I awoke the next morning and told David about my dream.  He laughed and said "there's no way we're having triplets!"

Finally time for my doctor appointment!!!  I told him I was on clomid, I told him I secretly wanted twins, I told him about the dream I had last night.  He checked my cervix, pushed on my tummy a little and gave me a funny look.  "Well let's see what this baby looks like!"

He starts the ultrasound and I has the screen towards him.  I swear this has to be the longest minute of my life.  Waiting for him to either stop the ultrasound and give me bad news OR turn the monitor towards us.  (David is sitting in the chair FREAKING out already.  Haha!)  He turns the monitor towards us... "Well here's one, here's two, and...."  David says "If there's three in there, you're going to need to lock the door!"  (As he points to the exit.)   "Nurse, you should probably lock the door - here's the third!"  What?!?!  "And all healthy heartbeats"  I asked.  He said two of them have wonderful heartbeats, but the third is hard to tell.  Since I was only 6 weeks and they're TINY he couldn't tell if the third's heartbeat was in sync with mine or if it was it's own.  But he referred to them as triplets and said we'll just have to wait until next week's appointment to see how the third is developing.  He also said he knew there was more than one in there as I was already bloated and showing.  My reaction?  I could NOT STOP GIGGLING!!! I was like a little school girl and could not stop smiling.  Tears were streaming down my face and I was on cloud 9.