Because I've had 3 prior C-sections, this baby will most likely also be a C-section. I say most likely because I am still holding out hope for a possible vbac, even though the chances of that are very slim to nothing. Anyway, because they don't really want me to go into labor like last time (fun story, my water exploded everywhere), I will likely be having my kiddo a couple of weeks early. This means my halfway point is right about now...yikes!
I am ill-prepared. It's been 7 years since I had a little one in the house so all the equipment items and baby clothes are long gone. I honestly didn't think I would ever have more children due to past complications, but thanks to an amazing OB and an even more amazing hubby's support, here I am. But I really need stuff! So much has changed since my kids were little and I feel like a first time mom all over again.
I've decided to stop stressing and realize that as long as we have the bare minimum of diapers, boobs and a carseat, we're probably ok ;)
Friday, November 30, 2012
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Catching My Breath
I have complete and total amnesia, apparently. I don't remember a single thing that's happening to me right now from my previous pregnancies. I suppose it is some biological memory loss or women would never have more than one child. I also think that because
I'm 30 now (so old), I'm less in shape than I was with the others and now I'm more complain-y and less tolerant of my aches and pains.
I am going to list all the things I've complained about these past 17 weeks:
Nausea
Vomiting
Feeling like all food is gross
Cramps
Constipation
Diarrhea
Painful gas
Sore hips
Sore back
Heartburn
Sharp pains in my side
Throbbing ovaries
Headaches
Neck aches
Bleeding gums
Feeling fat
Crying all the time
Sore boobs
Can't tolerate contact lenses
Extreme shortness of breath
Feeling like I hate everyone and everything
I feel guilty when I complain, but I can't help it. I live to complain and being pregnant has given me license to let loose on that front. Hubby has learned to tune me out for the most part which, of course, pisses me off and makes me accuse
him of not caring :)
I'm going to try and be more grateful from now on. I wanted this baby desperately and there are plenty of people out here who want a child and can't have one and would gladly trade me places.
I'm 30 now (so old), I'm less in shape than I was with the others and now I'm more complain-y and less tolerant of my aches and pains.
I am going to list all the things I've complained about these past 17 weeks:
Nausea
Vomiting
Feeling like all food is gross
Cramps
Constipation
Diarrhea
Painful gas
Sore hips
Sore back
Heartburn
Sharp pains in my side
Throbbing ovaries
Headaches
Neck aches
Bleeding gums
Feeling fat
Crying all the time
Sore boobs
Can't tolerate contact lenses
Extreme shortness of breath
Feeling like I hate everyone and everything
I feel guilty when I complain, but I can't help it. I live to complain and being pregnant has given me license to let loose on that front. Hubby has learned to tune me out for the most part which, of course, pisses me off and makes me accuse
him of not caring :)
I'm going to try and be more grateful from now on. I wanted this baby desperately and there are plenty of people out here who want a child and can't have one and would gladly trade me places.
Saturday, November 24, 2012
17 weeks, whoo hoo!
I am 17 weeks pregnant today and pretty excited about approaching the halfway mark so rapidly. I still have no discernible "bump" but I'm sure it's coming. I felt some flutters last week and was getting worried because it's been a few days but earlier hubby poked and prodded by belly and I felt a few little thumpity-thumps. Yay!
Morning sickness seems to be tapering off. Yesterday I barfed a lot in the morning but it calmed down enough for me to enjoy a thanksgiving feast. Today, knock on wood, I didn't throw up at all.
In a little more than a week we will have our anatomy sonogram and with a little cooperation from baby bean, we will hopefully learn the gender. I'm anxious to start amassing baby stuff since its been over 7 years since a newborn was in my life and we have literally nothing. I really want to know so I can buy all the cutesy stuff if its a girl. If its a boy, hubby will be over the moon thrilled. I will definitely blog the results!
Morning sickness seems to be tapering off. Yesterday I barfed a lot in the morning but it calmed down enough for me to enjoy a thanksgiving feast. Today, knock on wood, I didn't throw up at all.
In a little more than a week we will have our anatomy sonogram and with a little cooperation from baby bean, we will hopefully learn the gender. I'm anxious to start amassing baby stuff since its been over 7 years since a newborn was in my life and we have literally nothing. I really want to know so I can buy all the cutesy stuff if its a girl. If its a boy, hubby will be over the moon thrilled. I will definitely blog the results!
Friday, November 23, 2012
Fluffy Butts
When I told everyone I wanted to cloth diaper this kid, I got nothing but shocked looks, people telling me I'm crazy, or speechless gasps.
I put my heart and soul into researching how it all works and I feel confident it will be a good option for our family, but everyone doubts that I will stick with it! Now I'm determined to prove everyone wrong.
So, today I bought my first cloth diapers. A few weeks ago, I discovered this amazing world of co-ops where moms just like me help other moms save money by buying in huge bulk orders. This makes cloth diapering even more of a money saving experience. Aside from the environmental impact, we are expecting to save about $1000 in the baby's first year. Who wouldn't want that??
Because I haven't found out the gender of this little bean yet, I stuck with gender neutral prints. I am super anxious and excited to get my order in and officially start my "stash".
I put my heart and soul into researching how it all works and I feel confident it will be a good option for our family, but everyone doubts that I will stick with it! Now I'm determined to prove everyone wrong.
So, today I bought my first cloth diapers. A few weeks ago, I discovered this amazing world of co-ops where moms just like me help other moms save money by buying in huge bulk orders. This makes cloth diapering even more of a money saving experience. Aside from the environmental impact, we are expecting to save about $1000 in the baby's first year. Who wouldn't want that??
Because I haven't found out the gender of this little bean yet, I stuck with gender neutral prints. I am super anxious and excited to get my order in and officially start my "stash".
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Preggers Again
I decided to start a pregnancy blog so I don't drive my friends and family crazy on Facebook with baby stuff.
So here is the story so far:
In June me and my husband decided we were ready for a baby, so I had my IUD removed. I started taking prenatals to build up my nutrient stores, and we planned to be pregnant within the next several months. A month later, we were expecting with a due date of May 3rd!
In the beginning, things were very rocky. I had some bleeding and at my first doctor's appointment we were told this wasn't a viable pregnancy. She had done a quick ultrasound and at 5 weeks 4 days, she saw an empty gestational sac. Because my hcg levels were so high, she said a heartbeat should have been visible or at least a fetal pole but there was nothing. She went over options for terminating the pregnancy, such as a D&C, taking a medication to begin the miscarriage, or just letting nature do it's thing. I opted for the latter.
Of course, I was devastated. It is never easy to hear those things, and with my recent 30th birthday I automatically started thinking horrible thing about being too old, ha. My husband took me out to dinner that night, just us two. It was nice to have a date night after such terrible news. As we eating, a weird phone number called me, and I ignored it. It was 9:30 pm, but I didn't feel like talking to anyone anyway. A long voicemail was left and I couldn't resist listening, even though I was cutting into hubby/wife time. It was my doctor.
I listened, stunned, as she explained she made a huge mistake. On my chart it said I was 9 weeks along and as she was reviewing her cases for the day she realized someone had calculated it wrong. She assured me at 5 weeks seeing an empty sac is totally normal, and that she wanted to see me for a repeat ultrasound in two weeks. She did mention that my hcg levels were abnormally high though, so it could still mean miscarriage.
I didn't let myself get excited. In fact, before the appointment I had more bleeding so I was counting this pregnancy out. I was pretty depressed, and I had just lost my job on top of everything. I had a little hope creep in my mind after reading many stories about misdiagnosed miscarriage. Those were the longest two weeks of my life.
At my nest appointment I was relieved and overjoyed to see not only a little bean-shaped baby, but a flickering heartbeat. Everything looked normal and I was sent through the normal tests and initial pregnancy intake stuff.
Since then, I had more episodes of unexplained bleeding, but my doctor, knowing what a nervous wreck I'd become, always got me in right away for emergency ultrasound and everything always looked fine. No explanation at all. It's been about a month since the last time, and I'm not really worried anymore.
I am getting started on this blogging project so late because I've been experiencing severe nausea and vomiting until this point. I was battling dehydration constantly, I lost 19 lbs, and felt like crap about 99% of the day. Now that I'm in the second trimester, things are looking up. My weight has stabilized and I only throw up once or twice a day instead of all day long. I am feeling downright cheerful about it. My doctor thinks it will only get better from here, and boy do I hope she's right.
So here is the story so far:
In June me and my husband decided we were ready for a baby, so I had my IUD removed. I started taking prenatals to build up my nutrient stores, and we planned to be pregnant within the next several months. A month later, we were expecting with a due date of May 3rd!
In the beginning, things were very rocky. I had some bleeding and at my first doctor's appointment we were told this wasn't a viable pregnancy. She had done a quick ultrasound and at 5 weeks 4 days, she saw an empty gestational sac. Because my hcg levels were so high, she said a heartbeat should have been visible or at least a fetal pole but there was nothing. She went over options for terminating the pregnancy, such as a D&C, taking a medication to begin the miscarriage, or just letting nature do it's thing. I opted for the latter.
Of course, I was devastated. It is never easy to hear those things, and with my recent 30th birthday I automatically started thinking horrible thing about being too old, ha. My husband took me out to dinner that night, just us two. It was nice to have a date night after such terrible news. As we eating, a weird phone number called me, and I ignored it. It was 9:30 pm, but I didn't feel like talking to anyone anyway. A long voicemail was left and I couldn't resist listening, even though I was cutting into hubby/wife time. It was my doctor.
I listened, stunned, as she explained she made a huge mistake. On my chart it said I was 9 weeks along and as she was reviewing her cases for the day she realized someone had calculated it wrong. She assured me at 5 weeks seeing an empty sac is totally normal, and that she wanted to see me for a repeat ultrasound in two weeks. She did mention that my hcg levels were abnormally high though, so it could still mean miscarriage.
I didn't let myself get excited. In fact, before the appointment I had more bleeding so I was counting this pregnancy out. I was pretty depressed, and I had just lost my job on top of everything. I had a little hope creep in my mind after reading many stories about misdiagnosed miscarriage. Those were the longest two weeks of my life.
At my nest appointment I was relieved and overjoyed to see not only a little bean-shaped baby, but a flickering heartbeat. Everything looked normal and I was sent through the normal tests and initial pregnancy intake stuff.
Since then, I had more episodes of unexplained bleeding, but my doctor, knowing what a nervous wreck I'd become, always got me in right away for emergency ultrasound and everything always looked fine. No explanation at all. It's been about a month since the last time, and I'm not really worried anymore.
I am getting started on this blogging project so late because I've been experiencing severe nausea and vomiting until this point. I was battling dehydration constantly, I lost 19 lbs, and felt like crap about 99% of the day. Now that I'm in the second trimester, things are looking up. My weight has stabilized and I only throw up once or twice a day instead of all day long. I am feeling downright cheerful about it. My doctor thinks it will only get better from here, and boy do I hope she's right.
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