Baby Update

Had a bit of a scare on Sunday. I had light pink spotting around 1 pm. I called the doctor yesterday and she got me in for an appointment right away. She did an internal exam (always fun!) then sent me to the lab to have blood drawn and radiology for an ultrasound. The internal exam checked out perfectly. No blood. Nothing alarming going on down there, thank goodness. I threw up when the lab tech was drawing my blood. She had to move me to the reclining chair and try the other arm to get the rest. =( The ultrasound was what I feared most. I kept looking at the screen only to see a black hole. I was sort of panicking, thinking, Where's the baby? I finally got to talk to the doctor again at the end. She had originally estimated me to be at 6 weeks along based on my LMP, but after the ultrasound, she said I was just going on 5 weeks along. She put me on pelvic rest for the remainder of the first trimester (no heavy lifting, no sex, no tampons--why would anyone use them now, anyway?--etc), said I'll get my blood work results by Wednesday, and would need to schedule a follow-up ultrasound. My next appointment will be July 30 at 4:45. I intentionally made it that far out. I've heard horror stories of women going in at 6 weeks and 7 weeks to find no heartbeat because it's just too early. So I wanted to be sure something will be there when I go in. I don't like being jerked around, so I want a definitive yes, this baby stuck or no, this baby didn't make it when the time comes. Oh yeah, here's the best part...my doctor put me on progesterone suppositories (helps prevent miscarriage) for the next week, just in case my levels are off. She said she will take me off after a week if my blood work checks out fine. She'd rather be safe than sorry. I never knew the first trimester of pregnancy is such an emotional nightmare. Is this a well-kept secret or something? Why does no one warn you about such things? I always thought, unless you have some known condition, if you get pregnant, you stay pregnant and deliver a healthy baby nine months later. This definitely puts things in perspective and makes you appreciate the beauty and fragility of this whole process. All I know is I hope this baby fights to hang on so I can meet him/her in another 8 months!