Argh! I had a long eloquent post. I failed to copy to my clipboard (which I usually do) and I clicked “publish” and stupid blogger logged me out and forced me to log in again and lost my post.
GRR.
Short story: three heartbeats 147, 152, and 153. Three fetbryos, all measuring pretty close to exactly right.
Best news ever: Margaret was JOKING when she said, “Hey Dr. Amazing, we were going to tell her about the fourth one today, right?
Rest of story in brief: still haven’t told my mother or MIL about this pregnancy because of the dumbass comments they made after my miscarriage last fall. Not sure if I’m going to tell them before the bar/bat mitzvah (s). Still considering it.
Too tired for more eloquence. I was funny. I was witty. I was eloquent and delightful. Just take my word for it.