The news is good!

We went to my appointment and sat in the waiting room where I am sure everyone could hear Joey and my hearts beating out of our chest. They brought us back in the ultrasound room where I proceeded to start crying before we even got started. I had held it together pretty well up until then. It was fear. As I lay back on the table I just took a deep breath and reminded myself that things are what they are and we have to accept what happens to us. It was Matthews birthday so I had to keep it together for him, no matter what. As soon as the woman started the ultrasound, my very first view, I could see that the sac no longer looked empty. She and the Doctor commented on my "flipped" uterus and how it made for a really hard ultrasound. She pushed on my stomach which was uncomfortable and made me kinda nervous. She said she definitely saw a yoke sac and then finally........ a little fetal pole. The boys just stood there looking confused and Joey looked slightly relieved. She asked me to take a deep breath and hold it and..... swoosh, swoosh, swoosh. Every ones face lit up as they realized it was indeed our babies heart beating. It was 119 bpm, which they said was fine for a first trimester baby. You know in the back of my mind I was worried it was me and not the baby. I guess the doctor could tell because he came right over and took my pulse. "It's definitely not you" he said. When I asked if he felt like things were okay he said he was very optimistic, but that we should be careful and check again in a week or two. We went to Chuck E Cheese's to celebrate Matthew's birthday and then came home to eat his M&M Carvel cake he had picked out. I have been so sick I haven't been cooking much less baking. The next day I woke up feeling horrible. Our landlord came by because our water had failed the water test and had a very small amount of coliform bacteria in it. I have been drinking and cooking with the water. Nerves shot again. We have to use bottled water even to brush our teeth until Tuesday when they can fix it. I felt like I was going to throw up with them standing right there. I was so glad when they left. When I went to the bathroom realized I had started spotting a little. I immediately went to bed for two hours and didn't get up until I could no longer wait to pee. I felt so sick. I'm sure the nerves were making it worse, but by late afternoon I was wishing to go to the hospital. I have to be REALLY sick to want that. You know when your sick and you get an IV and it just makes you feel so much better. I felt like I needed that. I have been trying to keep up with my fluids but I am not good with that. I am pretty sure the spotting was from having the ultrasound and it has tapered off since then. It was so nice having Joey here with me this weekend. He brought me food and kept me hydrated. I can not imagine what someone would do if they were working and felt this way. I am so lucky to have Max home with me too. He has been such a big help, taking the dog out, making food for his brother and checking on me. He will be such a big help with the baby. Joey and I in a joint effort made potato soup this weekend. It was the best batch in as long as I can remember. It was just what I needed. So the house, laundry, school work, and everything else will have to wait for now until I am feeling better. I am so glad that our life is what it is and all of that can wait.