Update of one of the worst (and best?) nights ever: Spent over six hours in the ER after spotting turned to bright red bleeding. We were sure she was miscarrying, and she needed to get the Rhogam shot. Long story short, we have a heartbeat! 111 bpm and measuring 5w6d, which is exactly where we're at. Such a relief, but the whole ordeal was terrifying and didn't leave us feeling all too confident. She did end up getting the Rhogam shot since they classified it as a threatened miscarriage, a term I hated hearing and still hate to think about. I am putting her on bed rest for the weekend, and now it's practically 3:30 am so I am out, too. I'm just praying this is the last scare we will have.
I am so thankful for this community. Otherwise, we would have felt so alone and scared (well, even more so than we did) through it all.