Inspired by the Impossible...

At my 6-week appointment, I was waiting way too long allowing my mind to race. Once I finally got back to hear the results of the ultrasound, I was relieved to hear all was good. I was asked several times throughout the visit about how I felt mainly because of the weight drop which is not too alarming according to the Doctor. I wasn’t sick, I wasn’t nauseated, I was feeling great and exercising like normal and even eating well. At least until 8 weeks rolled around. I remember the doc saying I could take a prescription for nausea thinking, “oh, it’s not bad enough for that.” I called within days after she offered the magic pill and took it for some relief so I could eat. Suddenly, I wasn’t eating well at all and couldn’t get back into the small frequent meal cycle. Nothing made the nausea worse or better, but the pill may have given me enough relief to eat some. The good news in the beginning of the first trimester was that with IVF babies, women are monitored closely for the first tri...

Pink Sand Beach, Eleuthera Island in the Bahamas Baby Dill's first of many trips in the womb (post embryo transfer).  Shortly after the big reveal by phone, we went on our first “relaxing” vacation to the Bahamas. One of the only 2 islands in the Caribbean region free from Zika. My husband never takes off work voluntarily or without me asking, but he had a slow week and he wanted to schedule a week vacation someplace close but yet like paradise. Although, we’d love to go back to Hawaii, the long flight just doesn’t make it worth going for one week. We planned this trip knowing we’d find out about the big news (whether pregnant or not) days before our departure. And we were okay with that. So, we planned our trip and discovered days before departure that we were pregnant! So that brought only a few changes to our trip: no Bahama Mamas (mocktails would replace cocktails), no high-risk adventures, and, we would need to carry needles! Traveling with needles It wasn’t the trav...

Journal entry written on February 27, 2019:  Today was fairly calm to say the least. I think I’ve been so distracted lately with my business website, networking, working in clinic, working with the schools, volunteering, and organizing meetings that I hardly even had time to sit and think “what if this embryo decides to stick it out?!” Today, I nearly missed the appointment time for bloodwork that would determine if the embryo decided to get cozy and make my uterus its home (aka, pregnant). Then, I met with a friend for 4 hours which kept my mind occupied. On my way home I called my husband to see if he was up for a little lunch break together. While on that drive to his office, the nurse called me and I ignored it. I didn’t want to be driving and hear this by myself. My husband is my rock, my best friend, my best partner. He needed to hear it too. Once I arrived at his office parking lot, I jumped into his car. My heart was still calm during the call back to the nurse. My husba...