Today I said to Den, you know all those many many cycles when I stood in front of the mirror to spy any kind of little change that would signal that I was pregnant? They still aren’t here. So yeah, lots of wasted time there. My nipples aren’t darker, my boobs aren’t veinier (well, not any more than they were on the progesterone – that might have been different if it were a natural cycle, perhaps), I have no nausea, no smell sensitivity… and so on. And the symptoms I’m having now only started after my period would normally have come… after I tested positive.

My symptoms are so slight that if I didn’t already know I was pregnant I probably would have just shrugged them off. And in any other situation perhaps having indigestion and weird twinges in my stomach would be annoying – but right now every time I feel something I get totally excited. I love to just lay here and pay attention to the little weird feelings in my stomach. There is definitely something going on in there. And it is so freakin’ cool.

My stomach feels very tight… whenever I stretch or lean over to grab something or lever myself up out of bed it feels slightly achy… like I just did a whole bunch of situps. It’s very, very weird. It’s nothing like what I imagined.

I decided not to get worried about twins. I’m pretty sure there’s just one in there… it’s a pretty slim chance to have twins. (In fact, when I was reading the stats in my clinic’s IVF book it stated that for 2004 and 2005 when 1 top-grade embryo was transferred on day 3 they had a 100% singleton rate. Not ONE set of twins when just one 3-day was transferred. Granted last year’s and this year’s results have yet to be tabulated… but still. That’s pretty significant, don’t you think?

Two weeks until my ultrasound. At first that sounded like a long time, but then I thought… two weeks!! That’s it! Two weeks until we can hopefully see the heartbeat! They say you should be able to see it by 6 weeks, which I guess is why they scheduled me for 6w2d (since 6w falls on a saturday). And the nurse said to make sure Denis can be there, that they’d reschedule if he couldn’t. Thankfully he’ll be back from his trip by then. (Yes, he’s going away. Saturday to Thursday. He said he’s going to be completely paranoid the whole time. He’s also going away for another week later in August.) He had the option (he’s in the air national guard – he has the option) of getting deployed for their usual “rotation” somewhere overseas (I think Korea?). He was considering going this time. Obviously, me getting pregnant made him change his mind!

I need to start making a list of questions to ask the nurses/my midwife. Unfortunately I don’t think I get released to my Midwife until after my ultrasound – maybe not until 8 weeks – and in the meantime I have a bunch of questions. I read so very much about getting pregnant, and now that I’m here… I’m not really sure what to do with myself!

Oh, but I did order a bunch more books. I figure that’s the next logical place to start… I certainly can’t let Den outstrip me on the pregnancy knowledge. I’d feel so shamed. ;)

It’s midnight and my stomach is growling at me. Last time I ate this late I got indigestion half the night. I’m not falling for that one again!

(It’s a little weird, but even the indigestion makes me giddy. Because it’s caused by pregnancy. And that? Is so flippin’ cool.)