Today I did my third beta, it was 13200 or something like that, up from 6131 on Friday, 3 days ago. This is a good increase, as it no longer doubles every two days but every three days once it gets over 6000. I also snuck into the ultrasound room and begged my OB for a quick scan to see how many we have: there was only one round beautiful gestational sac, with a yolk sac inside. I was very relieved that it was only one, but somehow I felt that I knew it all along, just like I know it is a boy. Don't ask me how. I was right last time as well.
At 5w4d (5 weeks 4 days) it too early for a heartbeat, but will try again on Friday at my formal ultrasound, although I have been warned that I might not see it, that it might still be too early even then. But the most important thing is that there was no sign of a blood collection anywhere near the sac. The bleeding has completely stopped yesterday morning, and today there isn't even a streak of pink. The OB thinks that it is decidual bleeding (one point goes to Tiffany for guessing correctly in my last post's comments). I had my money on a subchorionic hemorrhage. Basically, the decidua is the lining of the uterus in the pregnant woman, and a decidual bleed can come about a thick decidua (from the hormones) that bleeds because pieces of it may slough off (if it becomes too thick to maintain itself with its own blood supply).
So, other than this little hiccup, everything is right on track. I think I am going to need nerves of steel to make it through this pregnancy. The pregnant demons are taking my body over already, it is three hours earlier than my usual bedtime and I need to sleep. Not to mention that I can smell things that I never could before, like my parrot's poops. But the worst thing is the nausea that is creeping up, just like last time. I am hoping that my vegan diet will be easier to tolerate than my previous diet. I am a lot more relaxed about all these symptoms though, because I know now that they are temporary. Last time I somehow felt that they would never end. So this time I can just sit back and enjoy the ride...(and that is what we call wishful thinking!)