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2nd HCG levels

I drew my 2nd levels today (48 hours later) and what you're hoping for is a doubling of the numbers. Well, mine tripled!!!

First hcg: 647
Second hcg: 1,823

So, what do I do? Freak out. I can't just be excited that the numbers more than doubled, I start worrying that they're increasing too quickly or too much. So I called my OB/GYN who is a co-worker and she said it's great. Nothing to worry about.

What does she know? There's a ton for me to worry about. I suddenly have the most important job in the world- incubating a human being. But I'm totally excited!!!

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  1. OMG! Congrast!!! Check out my giveaway!! Every lil girl needs one!

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  2. YAY YAY YAY!!!! Calm down it will all be ok. Maybe there are two babies in there :)

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  3. Yeah!! We are so excited for you both! Hopefully it will be twins for you all too! They are really easy to take care of. We haven't had any problems at all! :) Seriously we can't wait for Renna and Reagan to have a little "cousin" to play with. Lov ya

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  4. Yay!!! I was thinking twins too!

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  5. That is SUCH great news!! I know there's plenty to worry about, but try to focus on enjoying the moment! I'm believing this is all going to work out beautifully. :)

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