Bean Beats the Odds

This morning I awoke to what could only be described as my girl parts doing exercises without me asking them to and some slight bleeding. I thought to myself...well...you cramped and contracted a lot with Layla, don't panic...go to work...call the Dr when he opens at 8:30.

And, that's exactly what I did. They squeezed me in at 10 am and then decided I should have a sonogram right then and there because we still weren't 100 % sure I was viable and we didn't want to treat me with something that could hurt bean.

So I drank a lot of water very quickly and back I went.

The sonogram tech was just talking away and keeping me calm and all the sudden he flipped a switch and the most magical sound filled the entire room. He let me record all 169 bpm's (beats per minute) of that wonderful heartbeat floating around the room so I could replay it for the hubby (and anyone else who would listen).

He measured a little here, a little there and said well... you're 9 weeks 4 days or so. Looks great. You know with a heartbeat that strong you probably have less than a 5% chance of miscarrying now.

And the whole room filled with a choir of angels (or the sound of my silent tears).

He popped out a few quick pictures and showed me what was what on them (I swear this is the best one) and that was it.

I get another one at 12 weeks. But everything so far looks good.

I do have a cyst still and a wicked infection I'll be treating but the baby is doing great.

Thanks for all your prayers and keep up the good work!