I had a nice afternoon nap (so tired lately) and now need to rally and catch up with a bunch of my medical record charting. Bah! Luckily, I can do it from home. Will is on call at the hospital, so it is just me and my boxer Moxie solo tonight.
In addition to tired, my appetite is a little off. The cramping is now coming and going (and when it goes, I get scared). Breasts are somewhat sore, but mostly not killing me. I'm thirsty. I pee constantly.
I decided to try to make a graphical representation of the betas so far, from 9dp5dt to yesterday, which was 15dp5dt (see below). Looks reassuringly nice and strong. The number doesn't look THAT high, does it? You guys really think it might be twins? That would be ok, but please please please no more than that. I'm thinking numbers like these could just be a solidly implanting singleton, which would be absolutely 100% fine with us. (My preference, as I worry about the increased chance of complications with twins. And triplets? GAH. Way too nerve wracking. Don't even get me started.)
Hoping things are still going strong in there. I have contemplated cutting off the front of my stomach and replacing it with plastic (BPA-free, of course) so I can check on things more directly when I get nervous. Which would only be three to five times a day. Holding off on this great idea for now.
Small prayer to the universe, hand on belly: please stick around, please be ok, please stick around.