So today was follw up U/S after an Easter Sunday E.R visit. I was in Er due to cramping and bleeding. U/S showed baby a 6wk 5 days and HB 170. Questionable Subchorionic Hemmorhage. I put myself on bedrest for 10 dyas until todays U/S. See photos...Our little bean was so sweet. HB 170s measuring now at 8 weeks 6 days. He even moved for daddy. This was all a good thing, esp since my husband has not truly taken on the raeality of my pregnancy symptoms (moodiness, irritability, crying, nausea, dizziness, headaches) nor the true seriousness of hemmorhaging. Daddy was happy, he was mesmorized by the U/S and held tight to babys pics. At the top of that emotional rollercoaster.
Everything was great. We celebrated by going to eat. I came home and took a nap...I was tired for the morning. I even thought I would go into work tommorow. Well I got up used the restroom. Made something to eat. Then I felt something dribble. In the bathroom and there it was again...Blood. Brown (old) but nonetheless there as well as cramping that has not let up since March 8th. Back down at the bottom of the emotional rollercoaster I went. DH was at church and I sent him a text and called and called but no answer. that was 7pm. He finally got out of church and called me after 9:30p. I told him I am tird of the emotional rollercoaster.
I want this bean to stick, but I don't know why my body is acting so UGLY right now. The uterus, the sac need to just get along, cause baby is happy where he is. He was just active today and I know he wants to survive.
I just again have to put my faith in God, He knows our destiny. I am speaking life to what could seem like a dead situation. I believe he is going to make out if it his purpose. In the meantime, I am going emotionally insane.