Last weekend Matt’s mom flew into town for a couple days so we could celebrate her very recent birthday, and also to toast to the baby(ies) on their way. We knew that by Monday morning, at the close of our weekend, we should have the first sonogram of our pregnancy, six weeks into things.
Our merry trio went out for drinks, took in a Broadway performance of Evita (Ricky Martin was the best part, and not just because he’s not hard on the eyes), and went out for a dressed-up dinner at Del Posto afterward. Matt and his mom are true foodies, so it was a lot of fun to watch them savor the delectable dinner.
On Sunday we caught the great, smart thriller Argo, and spent some wonderfully lazy time at our apartment, just hanging out together.
But by Sunday night, it was in the air: We were all a little restless, on pins and needles to get the sonogram results from the clinic. Matt kept refreshing his e-mail inbox as we headed to bed after midnight, knowing Monday morning business hours had begun in Mumbai.
In the morning, Matt’s mom showered and packed her bags, getting ready to fly back home. I packed my bags, too, preparing to fly out to Houston for the week for work. We both looked at Matt, who looked at his phone, and then back at us with a shake of his head.
A Town Car took me to Newark Airport, and I kept looking at my phone, making sure the ringer was on, waiting to hear from Matt.
Forty-five minutes later, as a United machine spit out my plane tickets at the airport, my phone rang.
“Are you ready for this?” Matt asked.
“Yes! Tell me!”
“It’s triplets. We’re pregnant with triplets.”
I stopped dead in my tracks. “Are you serious?”
“Yep. I just e-mailed the sonogram to you, along with the official report. We have three healthy, normal heartbeats right now.”
Blown away doesn’t even cover it. It was the most wonderful, surreal experience. Matt and I laughed, excitedly parsing all the details we’d been sent.
“Triplets?” I asked again.
“Well, here’s what I learned: a lot of twin births actually start out as triplet pregnancies. The body often reduces a triplet pregnancy to a twin pregnancy, all on its own. So we have triplets right now, but we shouldn’t necessarily expect to end up with triplets in the end.”
We knew the next big sonogram would happen at 11 weeks, wherein we’d have a battery of genetic tests, thoroughly examining the health of each fetus and looking for any concerning irregularities.
The clinic also let us know that if the health of the babies, or the mother, were in danger due to the triplet pregnancy, that they would need to reduce the pregnancy to twins. Twins come early as it is, we learned, and triplets come even earlier, especially when your surrogate is barely five feet tall and can’t accommodate three full-term babies in her small body. Triplets increase the odds of early birth, low birth weight, with potential fatal risks for the babies. Having to reduce is wrenching, of course, but we want everyone healthy and safe when delivery time comes, and that very likely means twin births at most. Our doctors will be monitoring things very carefully in the coming four-plus weeks, and their medical determination will be the final word on that front.
With all of that in mind, that’s why the title of our post reads “TRIPLETS*!” with an asterisk. We’ve been prepared for the high likelihood that we’ll have a twin birth in late spring of 2013. It’s also good to keep in mind that we’re still early on in the pregnancy, too; one or zero babies are still possible at this point. However, we’re hoping for the best, and for textbook, low-risk births next year.
Matt and I have been poring over the sonogram images of our babies (“Baby A” is above, on the right), and the official reports.
Our estimated delivery date falls around June 12-16, 2013. Of course, knowing we have a multiple pregnancy, the babies are virtually guaranteed to come earlier than that.
Three well-defined gestational sacs are seen in the uterus, our report reads. They show a good chorio-decidual reaction around them. A fetal pole is noted in each sac. Fetal heart activities are present. 125-133 beats per minute. There is no evidence of subchorionic bleed. The lower uterine segment appears normal. Bilateral adnexa are normal.
(Click below to enlarge the report)
There’s a little surprise at the bottom of the report: A small vanishing sac is seen in the uterus. There is no fetal pole in the sac.
What does that mean? It means that all four implanted embryos actually latched in the womb. The fourth embryo stopped multiplying, and did not develop into a fetus, but it’s still latched to the womb at the moment. The remaining three embryos have become fetuses. It’s crazy because in our first round of IVF we had three implanted embryos, and none latched. Zero percent. This time we were four for four, a perfect 100% for latching.
So, what now? We wait and watch. Right now we have three fetuses, each about the size of a snow pea. Tiny eyelids are forming and hand plates are appearing. We have three sets of heartbeats. At eleven weeks (around Thanksgiving), we’ll know if we need to reduce from a triple pregnancy to a double.
Most importantly, God willing, we’ll be dads before summertime.
We couldn’t be more excited.