"If you can dream it you can do it!"

Even though this is how I still currently feel (and feel like I look), I'm bound and determined to make it to Disney World in a few days. Sure, Dumbo's cute and he can fly but he's still a huge elephant. Despite this, we are planning to leave on Wednesday morning and will be in the park Thursday through Monday. I'm so excited to go and I really think this is what I need! I will feel so much happier, despite being bloated and slightly uncomfortable, when visiting MICKEY! So what if I can't ride all the big rides, I'm definitely going to enjoy people watching and just taking a vacation I thought we'd never get. But just to be safe, I'm clearing it with the doctor tomorrow. I don't suspect he'd object.

This weekend I did some things I didn't expect to happen so soon:

1. I purchased new and larger underwear (one and two sizes bigger than I normally wear). As distraught as I was about this, I feel so much more comfortable. And, get this, I didn't even consider going to Victoria's Secret even though that's the only kind I wear. Something tells me those won't make me feel any sexier.

2. I was asked how far along I was...how do I answer that? I just avoided it with the "I'm really bloated from medicine" comment

3. I purchased new and larger pants so that I can at least feel decent about myself if I'm going to look sixth moths preggers at five weeks.

4. I purchased six new and larger shirts that I would have never purchased two weeks ago let alone two years ago, in order to disguise my huge self. I'm not ashamed or embarrassed but I'm not sure how to explain all this and I'd just rather not. I just want to feel pretty again!

5. I compared my huge self to my father-in-law...it was a close call! hahaha

6. I realized I probably can't get in a swimsuit due to swelling in places down south that I didn't know could swell...that's enough information about that!

I'm actually coping with all this pretty well and I realized today that really this is a good thing. If anything, it's a preview for about seven months from now.

Every blind squirrel finds a nut at some point!

Well the news you've all been waiting for...it's a BIG HUGE OFF THE CHARTS POSITIVE! My beta was 300, leading them to believe that both of them might be in there! We actually did it this time!!!! Now just typing that has finally allowed it to settle in. You see, we've known since Monday when I went to the doctor with symptoms of Ovarian Hyper-Stimulation Syndrome (OHSS). Basically it's when the ovaries are over-stimulated by the medication. I developed it shortly after our embryo transfer (Father's Day to be exact) and then it got worse as the week progressed. The following Wednesday I noticed some relief but as I said in my previous post, it came back again last Friday, and with a vengence. So I spent the weekend being miserable and decided to see the doctor this Monday because I was dry-heaving (not fun). I was keeping down fluids but at that point had gained 6 pounds of water in less than a week.
So while I was in his office he decided to do the beta blood test and reassured me that these symptoms were a very good thing, especially that they went away and came back. That almost always indicates a conception. I also got an AWESOME shot of Demerrol and Phenergen (anit-nausea) which made me feel FABULOUS. I slept most of the remainder of the day until the nurse called with the news. I was barely coherent enough to understand what she was saying but thank goodness I had the ability to ask about the numbers. She said "You are very pregnant, the number is 300!"
So now that it's all confirmed, I have had this awesome bloating to deal with. You would never recognize me, I'm so huge. I have no curvature in my back and places are swollen that I didn't know existed. I am not complaining but just really uncomfortable. But I am determined to get to Disney World next week so I'm up and at 'em to get the fluids moving. Any other advice appreciated, especially if you've dealt with severe bloating before. I'm drinking tons of gatorade and avoiding all the salty cravings I already have. I actually wanted to drink salsa the other day while out with a friend at lunch, it was so amazing. And yesterday I hobbled myself to Kroger for some pickles because I desperately wanted them. Not sure if those count as cravings but I'm sure there's more to come!
Oh and by the way, the word is mum for a while...I'm sure you all understand! We have an ultrasound scheduled for July 16th and should know by then if we have one or two. We're hoping for two!

YUCKY!

Well that thing about the bloating getting better...scratch that. Yesterday I woke up and felt miserable. I tried to make myself feel better by going to the pool but it didn't work. I'm back to feeling absolutely MISERABLE. I most likely will not take my butt off of the couch for the remainder of the day. I woke up this morning and felt like I might actually pass out or throw up, one of the two (and don't read into this, it's much too early for that). So because I didn't want to worry my dear husband, I had him call the doctor's office (on a Saturday...and they returned my call within 15 minutes, that's how fabulous they are)! The nurse called in some Tylenol with Codeine to my pharmacy to hopefully provide me some relief. She also tempted me with an appointment on Monday for my beta test, but I turned that down. Peter already took Thursday off and I want him to be there with me.

I was supposed to go to a graduation party today, but I really don't see that happening. So instead, I'll be here, on the couch running out of DVR programs. And I want to be specific about one point: I'm definitely NOT complaining. I was so worried that something was wrong, especially with me, that might affect the peas success of making it. I think I could handle just about any pain if I knew the little peas were safe and snug. We'll find out soon enough...