I'm currently 9 weeks and 3 days. I went to the RE for the very last time on Wednesday. He graduated us to a normal OB, and I've been putting off making that appointment because I'm just scared to see a new doctor. Our RE is completely incredible. He is the smartest, most selfless man I have ever met. Not to mention his staff. I swear, the office manager is one of the most unsung heroes I know. I've been meaning to write her a card and give her a giftcard to a restaurant or something to say thank you. As soon as I have enough energy to go to the store, that will happen.
Yesterday was the most exhausting day I have ever had. When I woke up, it hurt to roll over or even talk. It was just too much exertion. I managed to get to work and typing hurt. I stuck it out until 11:30 and took a long lunch. I slept for an hour and a half. Mr. woke me up and gave me some soup. I drank it down in about 5 minutes and fell asleep for another 15 until he told me I had to get up and go back to work. I made it to 5pm, came home, fell asleep on the couch after I ate a few bites of dinner and finally called it quits on the day at around 8. I trudged upstairs without even brushing my teeth and just crawled in bed.
I'm thrilled to say that today is much better.
Tuesday, we got to see our babes again. They are SO. DANG. CUTE! I always made fun of people for saying their ultrasound pictures are cute, but I get it. It's so amazing to me that that is MY body. You can see heads and arms and legs. The one on the left waved hello during the ultrasound. It was wonderful to see them when I wasn't still shocked that there were 2 in there, like at the 7 week ultrasound. I could just soak everything in.