Seventeen days until the day that we found out about the missed miscarriage. I'm wondering if that's the day when I am finally going to feel better.
Or if it's ever going to happen.
Don't get me wrong, after seeing the one heartbeat on Friday, a huge weight was lifted. But the realization that the baby might be measuring small, and that there was a a twin with an uncertain future -- well, it all has me reeling again. After doing a bunch of research this weekend, I have come to the conclusion that I am going to be hopeful and positive about Baby B, but I also need to be realistic. The babies look different. One has that long, curved look. And that's the one with the beating heart. The other one looks similar to ultrasound pictures of yolk sacs. And it's likely too late for it to just be a yolk sac and have a chance of surviving.
But I'm not an expert, and I have no confidence in the abilities of the doctor who did the ultrasound. And miracles could happen, right?
Ah! Twins! Congrats lady! And saying a prayer for both A & B. Will be stalking you for your next ultrasound update. -ky
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