Holy Exhaustion, Batman!

First, please accept my humble apologies for not updating in the past 2 weeks (!!!).  I have been so unbelievably tired during the past few weeks.  Apparently, growing babies is hard work.  I've also been really cranky, so you'd probably not want to read anything I'd have written anyway.  Trust me on this.  I'm going to ply you with a picture of the babies, so you can't be mad at me. 

7weeks, 4 days!

We got to see the twins again on Jan. 5.  They are growing so quickly, and their little heartbeats were fast and so strong.  Such a tiny thing, but hearing that steady whoosh-whoosh-whoosh was amazing.  I don't think that I'll ever get tired of hearing that sound.  It's reassuring and steady.  Just perfect.

I graduated to see my OB a bit early at 8 weeks, but I'm not complaining.  Reproductive Endocrinologists are amazing doctors and excel at getting women pregnant, but OBs they are not.  I need a little hand-holding and baby-centered care right now that the Baby Maker and his wonderful staff are simply not equipped to give me.  They are all really excited that I am pregnant, of course, but you can tell that their bottom line is how many successful cycles they turn out each year.  When we were leaving, my nurse hugged me and said, "Your success is our success!", which really sums up how they feel about their patient's pregnancies.  Don't get me wrong, we'll be back if/when we are ready to attempt another pregnancy, but I'm ready to see my OB on the 19th so I can start feeling somewhat "normal"!