Have I ever mentioned how our donor’s headline on his profile was, “The Next Jay Z”? Fortunately, I see beyond headlines. Also, I have a hard time imagining a redheaded, blue eyed white boy to be anything even remotely Jay Z. This unfortunate headline was some poor cryobank copywriter’s idea of funny. Apparently, our donor can rap, and apparently, the cryobank has never heard of Vanilla Ice.
Anyway, one of the nurses who is usually in the room with me for my scans was cracking Jay Z jokes this morning. I think it’s hilarious that she even remembers that I mentioned that about our donor, because it must have been at least 6 months ago.
So, without further ado, allow me to introduce you to the (hopefully) future offspring of The Next Jay Z:
And Baby B (for Beyonce, perhaps?)
Holy shit, there are two of them. High fives to all of you who called it–Catch included!
At 5 weeks, 4 days, Baby A already has a yolk sac to show off.
Baby B isn’t ready to show us a yolk sac yet, but the doctor wasn’t concerned. She told us that seeing one this early is kind of a bonus and that she doesn’t count on it. Next week’s scan will give us more information, and we’ll have a much better idea as to whether Baby B plans to stick around.
As for the bleeding, the doctor speculates that it’s courtesy of the suppositories (which is what I’ve been trying to tell myself all along), so depending on today’s blood work, we’re going to explore increasing the dose of PIO and decreasing the suppositories.
I am in shock. Complete shock. If I didn’t have to work today, chances are good you’d find me paralyzed on my couch muttering “holy shit” over and over again.
Don’t get me wrong–I am grateful. So grateful. I am relieved that we had ANYTHING to see on the screen today, let alone TWO somethings. I’m just–well–I mean, there’s TWO. Holy shit.