So today was the day we found out - and weird as it was, I seemed to be the least nervous of everyone I knew - even co-workers were more anxious than I was. I just figured I'd know when I knew.
Mike sent me about 20 text messages - I was in court for a good part of the day, first in the morning than again around 3 ish. At one point my phone kept vibrating so much from all the text messages, I had to take it out of my pants pocket because it was making me excited.
I must have been asleep when they were telling us what to expect. Today I thought it was just a home pregnancy test to be followed by blood tests Wednesday and Friday, but at Noon the surrogate sent me a text saying she was going in for the blood tests. Of course I couldn't really answer her much less ask for clarification. After that I didn't hear from her the rest of the day. I planned to go home and call her when Mike and I were together.
My plans to leave on time were a tad derailed by work issues - what else is new right? By the time I was about to leave, Mike gave up texting me and started to call. He was rather insistent that I find out more, so I sent a text message to the surrogate before getting on the Metro. I would have called but we start out in a tunnel and only get reception in the actual stations not in the tunnels. Then we go in and out of tunnels until I get home. No big deal either way, the surrogate had no news other than to say she would know later today.
I passed along the info to Mike, wishing the f'ing train would hurry up so I could call people instead of text them, but as it always is, when you are in a hurry there are problems. Something was going on and they were single tracking trains all the way to my station - can you say Major delays???
Finally, I just turned on my iPod and stopped texting or caring. Play Social Disorder loud enough and you stop worrying about a lot of stuff I find. Once home, the pestering began in earnest. To save my sanity, and Mike's life cause I was about to bust a cap in his ass if he didn't stop bugging me, I called the Clinic, they had no answers but promised to call the surrogate and then called the lab she used before calling us back.
Have you even had dinner while waiting for some important news? I wanted to know but it wasn't killing me - I think because a part of me was afraid of bad news. Mike on the other hand kept asking me to check my phone, wasn't the hour up? why hadn't they called. Seriously, I was getting close to racking the gun and threatening him with physical harm if he didn't stop.
My biggest mistake was telling him what my co-workers wife said. Dan has two children and he and I were talking last week and I explained how well things had gone prior to the embryo transfer. He told his wife, who is a doctor, and she promptly said, "he's having at least twins." Mike freaked out. I spent the rest of dinner and while we cleaned up explaining he would be a great dad no matter how many kids we have. [And he will be, he just doesn't believe it yet.]
Then I had one of those moments, you know where you get some piece of news, good or bad and you remember where you were. I remember where I was when I was told my cousin died, when I was asked to be a god father to my niece, where I was when I learned she was born etc. Sadly all of those were more momentous then this news. I was putting the salad dressing back in the fridge when the phone rang.
Mike gasped. For a conservative type, he is very expressive when it comes to things like this. Me? Not so much. The clinic folks - who are absolutely the most wonderful people you can imagine - were all on the phone along with the surrogate to tell us the news. She was pregnant.
Then amidst the laughing, congratulations etc, the Dr. says, did they tell you the levels? Levels, what levels? Her hormone levels. Okay, this was something important I gathered, or else why say it like that. Nope, no one told me. So he tells me the number - I'm like, that's a nice number what does it mean.
Twins. Yeah right, are you serious? Yes! I'm like c'mon, you can't tell that from this, right? Right?? Well, [god I hate when people do that] certainly we have seen single births with levels this high but it is typical of twins to have a level this high this soon.
Then the Dr. starts to laugh. I thought it was him joking, nope. He said he could hear me gulp, and said he rarely seen an attorney this speechless. I asked again, you're just kidding me with this twins talk right? And he repeated that they won't know for sure, but we should be prepared for it as this was common when both embryos took. My heart is still racing a bit.
So, now we wait some more. Wednesday we will find out if her levels are growing exponentially and if so, next step is an ultrasound in 4 weeks. That will confirm or deny the twins rumor.
Honestly, I don't care if it is one or two, just be healthy and I will be happy. Mike is already worried we don't have enough baby furniture. [we got a truck load - yeah a real truck load - of stuff from my brother this weekend before they move back to Vegas from Philly] Guess I might have jinxed myself after all, I got one set of stuff when I might need more. LOL
One last thing, Thanks to everyone for all the positive words, encouragement when things weren't going so well, the positive vibes, the crossed fingers, toes, eyes [in Nephy case], everything. I am kinda giddy right now, probably gonna be like that until I stop getting regular sleep after the baby is born, but I am enjoying it for now. Finally!
Andy
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