A timeline of events:

August 20th: We had our first ultrasound since the positive pregnancy test, and were thrilled to discover that we were expecting twins! This is something that Jacob really wanted, and I was keen on the idea as well, because hey! -- two for the price of one! Since our reproductive power is limited by our medical issues and funds, I also really liked the idea of our babies having built-in siblings, since who knows whether I'll get pregnant again or how easy it would be to adopt in the future. Baby A was growing right on schedule, measuring 6 weeks 4 days, and had a beautiful heartbeat that we were able to hear. However, the RE was concerned about Baby B, who was measuring three days behind and had a slower heartbeat. Nonetheless, we were hopeful that I'd be able to carry both babies to term.

August 22nd: The second day back to work for teachers, my coworker found out I was expecting when I very nearly threw up in front of her. She had come in my room to help me get ready for Back to School Night in the morning, and I was feeling all sorts of queasy. I was sweating, trying to force myself not to vomit, and she noticed that I wasn't looking well. She knew that we attempted IVF over the summer, so she asked if something took, I confirmed that it did, and then I excused myself to the girl's bathroom to empty my stomach. Fortunately, I felt much better afterward, and I haven't felt sick since switching to taking my prenatal vitamin right before bed.

August 26th: The first day of school with students! There was much rejoicing in the land when I met my class and discovered them to be so much better than my class last year. The first few "honeymoon" days were great, but even at the end of the first week of school, I think I actually may enjoy teaching this year. Which is a relief, because after last year I wasn't sure I wanted to come back.

August 29th: I was super tired this day, and ended up going to bed around 8:30. Right before going to bed, however, I noticed some brown spotting, which was concerning.

August 30th: I continued to spot throughout the day, so on my lunch break I called the RE's office to schedule a second viability ultrasound. To my relief, I was able to get an appointment that day. I had to leave work a little early, but my principal gave me permission because it was an early out day and just because he's nice like that. Unfortunately, at the ultrasound we learned that Baby B had stopped growing shortly after the first ultrasound and no longer had a heartbeat. I cried a little in the office, and then when I got home and told Jacob the news I cried some more. I do feel fortunate that Baby A is still right on track and healthy, but it's sad to have lost a baby and have to  readjust expectations for the future. Today, I'm feeling better about the situation, and I'm trying to focus on the positives of only having one baby -- fewer risks of complications during pregnancy, greater likelihood of being able to avoid a C-section, greater likelihood of carrying the pregnancy to full term, etc. And I am glad that we ended up transferring two embryos, as miscarrying a single baby would have been even more devastating.

So, here I am. Eight weeks and one day. Physically, feeling perfectly fine other than getting tired much earlier and being more thirsty than usual. I do feel very blessed that I haven't really been sick -- I hope it stays that way! My sister said she started getting sick around eight weeks, though, so I guess we'll see what happens.