My appointment with the OB was pleasantly uneventful, got another heartbeat check and the reassurance that all is well. I start my weekly progesterone injections this evening, another tangible act that I know is helping to keep this baby healthy. My doctor is so supportive and wonderful. She asked how I was handling things emotionally as I progress farther into the pregnancy. I answered honestly, that I think I’m doing well considering, and that I know I’m doing all I can to keep this baby healthy, but the reality is that the farther I get the scarier it becomes, the more there is to lose. She reassured me that as I get closer to the time when I lost Lily, if I need to come in for a heartbeat fix or just to hear that everything is okay from her that it’s alright. It’s so nice to know she is empathetic towards my loss and understands the impact it can have on this pregnancy.
The waiting room of the OB’s office is still a really difficult place to be as an infertile and as a loss survivor. The scars of infertility feel so exposed when in that space, that feeling of being out of place, of not belonging and uncertainty. It’s still so hard to see so many people who pregnancy appears to happen for so easily, so many who appear to not be ready for pregnancy, yet are experiencing it without difficulty. I doubt I’ll ever feel completely at ease in the waiting room of an OB’s office, but I also feel that given the life experiences that have brought me to this point, it’s normal and understandable to feel this way. I’m just relieved to have a doctor I feel I can put my faith in and that’s enough for me.
At work the news about my pregnancy has been spreading, and I’ve been receiving a lot of congratulations mixed in with the question, so this is your first? It’s almost a relief really, to be able to talk openly about my daughter. To have the opportunity to share her story and this major part of my life. One of the nurses I work with sympathetically asked if it’s difficult for me to talk about her. I told her no, it’s nice to talk about her. She’s my daughter and just like every other parent I like to talk about her, but so few people ask. It’s nice when people care, when they want to know, when they take the time to listen.
Thank you all for the positive thoughts, prayers, and hope that have been sent for my sister, brother in law, and their baby. She’s still stable on strict bed rest in the hospital and they are planning to induce on Friday when she reaches 34wks!