What a difference a day can make

The excitement of my first ultrasound has been replaced by a whole new set of emotions. The ultrasound showed that the baby only measured 6 weeks, 5 days instead of eight weeks. The ultrasound tech didn't say if it had a heartbeat either. Now we are scared and worried that something is wrong and there is absolutely nothing that we can do. This is defintely not the result we expected.

My appointment with the doctor is on Tuesday and now all we can do is wait and see if everything is ok. We are hoping that I simply ovulated a week later than I thought and got an early positive on my test. While hoping for the best, we are also trying to prepare for the worst.

The tech didn't explain anything other than show which was the baby and which was the yolk sac. We were in too much shock about it measuring behind to ask about anything else. The tech wasn't even going to say anything about it measuring behind until I said something. We are hoping that everything is ok and assuming that if something was really wrong, that another doctor would have come in and talked to us. It seemed like the entire thing was over in 30 seconds.

This weekend is just going to be spent praying that everything is ok and trying to stay busy so that we don't drive ourselves crazy thinking about it. We can definitely use everyone's thoughts and prayers right now.