Second Best Day Ever

Yesterday, 10 days post-transfer, I am still pregnant. My HCG rose to 146, "progressing well."

C also passed his nursing final. He was in major jeopardy of failing this class, which would mean that he would be removed from nursing school. This is not his reality. He now has 1.5 semesters before he graduates. The remaining classes are known to be easier. It's downhill from here.

I was fairly nervous at the beginning of the day. What are the odds that we both get good news? That things could go so perfectly right for both of us at the exact same time?

We still haven't told anyone, enjoying our secret, but I am working on making it feel more real. On Thursday, I went into a baby superstore. It's relatively new in town and I drive by it on my way home from work every day. I've always wanted to check it out, but didn't want to jinx myself or get upset over what I could not have. So this was my first move. The effect was not what I was going for.

Holy crap is that place overwhelming! It was pure baby overload. I found myself thinking over an over, "how ridiculous!" Special jugs of "purified baby water." Infant bath robes. A baby towel warmer. Special cups to pour water over your baby's head to wash their head, because regular cups will not do. Specialized tupperware to store homemade baby food, again because regular Tupperware is not sufficient without a baby themed name and imprint. Floor to ceiling bibs, towels, and diapers. Over a sixteen feet tall wall of childproofing equipment. Rows and rows of what-felt-like over a hundred strollers, all of which looked nearly identical.

I think I need to ease into this a little more. It will be a while before I venture back into that store.

In the meanwhile, I have change my thinking from "having a positive Beta" to "being pregnant." I began looking at some websites. I began getting twinges of excitement.