Every pregnancy progresses differently.... that's pretty much my anti-anxiety mantra these days.
The timeline of my pregnancy has pretty much been that I took the first test last Friday, then took another at-home test on Sunday just to be certain. I hadn't yet experienced too many preg symptoms besides mild cramps on and off plus tender boobies :) But my husband was convinced even before the tests that I was preggo :)
On Monday morning I overdid things and went on one too many trips to the park/long walks/etc with the boys I nanny for. I felt crampy all day long until I went to the bathroom that afternoon and noticed brown spotting. I FREAKED of course because the #1 thing "they" tell you is that cramping or blood by themselves aren't bad, but together are cause for concern. That night my husband and I made a trip to the ER and got back HCG of 1200 or so with the standard diagnosis of "threatened miscarriage" or possibility of ectopic, since I'm too early along too see anything on an ultrasound. (I estimate I'm just under five weeks today.)
Yesterday, I went and got blood drawn (42 hours post-ER) and it was right around 2470. Enough so that we feel a little better about the progression of this pregnancy. I have another blood draw tomorrow just to be sure, an ultrasound on Monday (because last Monday it was too early even to see a gestational sac, ugh!) and my first official doc appointment on Tuesday. Oh, and I've missed three days of work on modified bedrest. Really, I'm wishing I hadn't engaged in this whole cycle of checking HCG over and over again and having ultrasounds done when it's too early to verify anything. It's such mind trip. The one and only reason I'm going along with it is to verify that this pregnancy isn't ectopic. After that, I'm just going to tell myself that the baby will either stick or he/she won't. It's out of my control.
Anyway, sorry for the long tangent. I'm really hoping for the best for all our February babies!