Wednesday, December 14, 2005

Saying the words

Thank you all for your birthday wishes - it turned out to be a pretty good one. We went to LA to take my Grandmother to a cousin’s Bat Mitzvah, then spent a couple of hours hanging out at my mom’s house (even though mom was out of town) to rest and watch the Gilmore Girls episode where Rory has two birthday parties, and then we had dinner with my Dad and his girlfriend at this fantastic all-you-can-eat Mongolian BBQ, where you go through and get raw meat and veggies and all sorts of sauces, and then they cook it up for you on the big grill. Yummy! (And good for me, since I’ve been SO hungry lately. Seriously. I need to eat all the time. Except when I’m napping.)

So even though we saw family last weekend, we didn’t tell anyone any news. It was so new and fresh. If they didn’t know about the cycle, or the specifics of the timing, I think we could have waited another couple of weeks (at least until our first ultrasound, if not until we saw a heartbeat). But they knew, to varying degrees, the cycle timing, and so we figured it was about time to share. Which we did, by phone, last night. We managed to tell 4 people, in three phone calls, without actually using the “p” word. I mean, we used a different “p” word - saying that so far, our tests are “positive”. But no actual speaking of the big “P” word.

I’ve said it a couple of times, in passing, but J can’t seem to do it at all, yet. (He was also the one who REALLY wanted to wait another couple of weeks to tell anyone.) He says that it’s so fragile, and new, and he’s scared it will go away. And I completely understand, but I also think that right now things are okay, and we shouldn’t act as if we think things are going to go wrong (even though I don’t think we’ll ever be those hyper-enthusiastic uber-fertiles who start decorating the nursery at the first sign of a second line). And he agrees with me on this, too. So we’re slowly getting used to the idea. And crossing our fingers and everything else for our first ultrasound (this Monday) - it will probably be too early for a heartbeat (5w5d, I think), but it’ll be something concrete. I mean, I didn’t even get a follow-up beta, so I’m staring at my pile of HPTs and walking on eggshells until I have something more to hang onto.

I will share this, though: I’ve been switched from PIO to suppositories three times a day for the next 5 weeks or so. I’m not having huge amounts of discharge or anything as I’d been warned I might, but I’m really not such a fan of the suppository thing anyway. My vagina seems to find the prospect of things being shoved in it to be less than pleasant. Like, “Hey, I wasn’t even really involved in this process, except when I got a big needle poked through me that one day, so why are you shoving things in here now? I mean, really. Can’t a vagina get a rest?” So that’s been fun.

And in the meantime, I have all sorts of questions, and I can’t bring myself to ask them or to buy the sorts of books that might have the answers. Not until Monday, at least. And then we’ll see if we can say the words.

13 comments:

  1. what can I say, except that I have so been there. It does get better, I promise. With each test, ultrasound, symptom, you'll start to believe a little more. Congratulations!

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  2. Exciting! Here's hoping by Monday you are more comfortable with the other P word. And we have some good Korean BBQ right between our houses. Maybe we could meet up!

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  3. I'm sure the US will bring you something more concrete to hold onto.

    I haven't had to take the PIO, yet, but it's GOT to be better than those gooey cooter bullets! Yuck.

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  4. I'm a bit behind the news! Congrats. That is so great Cass. I think I'm going to steal your idea for identifying who on the blog list is pregnnat.

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  5. I hope the eggshell-walking diminishes after Monday (you can expect about 8,000,000 hits from me that day, checking for news) and I am glad you had a happy birthday. Now I will let you get back to eating and napping.

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  6. Unfortunately, the "egggshell" feeling never completely dissipates. And you wn't see the heartbeat at 5.5, but you will see two circles, one nested in the other. It is fragile, but beautiful. Wishing you lots of good things.

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  7. I'm taking a break, relaxing with a beer, bringing out a toast to you and to good things to come.

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  8. Congrats! I sometimes lurk over here, but seldom have time to comment. I'm just a few days behind you in getting used to this "p" thing.

    My husband is the same way as yours. Utterly terrified. Hopeful.

    Wishing you a great ultrasound on Monday.

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  9. Can't wait to hear how tomorrow's ultrasound goes. My fingers are crossed that you'll see exactly what you should be seeing, and you'll be able to go buy that first pregnancy book!

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  10. Ahh the eggshell feelings...hate the way those gritty bits get into your toes. I find I can say I'm pregnant in real life but I can't write it down.
    But then.... I guess I just did.

    oh.

    It's confusing this stuff.

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  11. Good luck on Monday!! Glad you had a great bday.

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  12. how did the ultrasound go?

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