Second Sonogram - THREE HEARTBEATS!!!

At 9 weeks, we went in to my regular OB/GYN to transfer care to their office from The Reproductive Medicine Group (who helped us with the IVF). They started out by giving me a typical pregnancy test. The nurse came back to tell me that there was a faint line showing that I was pregnant. WHAT???!!! I was 9 weeks pregnant with twins. That line should have been marker thick. And thus began my freaking out. Next she went to take my blood pressure, which surprisingly (or not) was a little high. Of course, I was freaking out! By the time I got into the room with Mike, I dissolved into tears. I told him about the test and that I thought maybe I had lost the babies already. I pulled myself together as best I could and the doctor came in.

She started the sonogram and told us right away about seeing one heartbeat. Oh yay! At least one is still there! Then she showed us the second heartbeat. We were both so relieved. Mike came over and kissed me and we had the one moment of euphoria that I hadn't lost them after all and once again we hit a new record in how long I'd carried them.

Then she said, "well...I bet you wonder why I just said well..." And at that moment, she moved it enough that I could see on the screen, 1, 2, 3 babies. She showed us the third heartbeat. We were now having TRIPLETS!!! I instantly thought of that Chase commercial where the husband comes in to see that the wife has set up three cribs and he faints.

The doctor then proceeded to tell us this makes me high risk. We will have to have a c-section. We have to deliver at Tampa General because it is the only hospital in the area prepared to deal with triplets. I'll have to get a new doctor because her practice doesn't handle triplets. Two of the babies, the identical twins, are in the same sack, so there is danger of them entangling each other up in their umbilical cords as they grow.

Suffice it to say that by the time we left, I was excited, overwhelmed, scared to death and all the emotions that you can imagine come with going from twins to triplets. I thought of the fact that God doesn't give us more than we can handle and I found myself thinking, "really??? You think I can handle this???" I will tell you one thing for sure - if my husband was not so super awesome when it comes to being a daddy and helping out with everything, I would be super stressed.

So for now our motto is "one day at a time." I try not to stress about losing them early (though I sometimes do). I try not to stress about bedrest (though I sometimes do). I try not to stress about NICU or them coming way too early (though I sometimes do). The thing that comforts me the most in all of this is the fact that we didn't end up having triplets because we were irresponsible and put 52 eggs in hoping that some would take. We knew that we could handle twins if God allowed both eggs to attach and for there to be any more, God, the Giver of Life, would have to split them. He chose to do that with one of them. So, He will give us the strength to deal with triplets.