Saturday, September 30, 2006
Ticker...
Has anyone read my ticker today because it's cracking me up! Just so when it changes, this post is still accurate, here's what it says...
"Right about now, Mommy is noticing she needs to start cleaning the toilet a little better! I'm 7 weeks old!"
That's not only funny, but embarassingly true...
I'm am now in official nervous wreck countdown mode for this ultrasound on Tuesday. As is 100% normal, my pregnancy symptoms ebb and flow, and anytime they ebb, it makes me so anxious. I went though a six-hour stretch yesterday where my boobs didn't hurt at all and I had crampy twinges and some lower back pain. I was of course convinced it was all over. But this morning, I threw up... TWICE, and the soreness has returned, so I guess all is well for the moment. I can't wait to get to a point where this is not so much of a worry! At nine weeks, I'm ordering the fetal doppler again, so I at least I can reassure myself when I start to freak.
Anyway, I'm pretty sure the back pain was because I've been laying around on the couch... that happens to me a lot. And the crampy twinges I know are also a totally normal pregnancy thing. But it's just so hard not to know anything.
C'mon TUESDAY! I'm wondering if they will let me take my camera in and use the video mode to capture a few seconds of the flickering heartbeat... how cool would that be? They are so strict there about cameras/video though so it's doubtful I'll be allowed. :(
p.s. OH! I had my first gender dream last night. Of course, my gender dreams with Ben were not accurate until the night before the ultrasound when we found out. But anyway, for what it's worth... in this dream, I had just had a baby. (though I had no idea where it was, what we had named it or anything.) Anyway, when I asked about it, the doctor looked at me and said very simply, "It's a baby girl." After that, the whole scenario took a bizarre turn when I saw my baby... she looked to be about 2-1/2, quite large and at least partially african-american.
So yeah, I don't know how much credit I give this particular dream. Perhaps it was caused by eating way too much at the Macaroni Grill last night.
"Right about now, Mommy is noticing she needs to start cleaning the toilet a little better! I'm 7 weeks old!"
That's not only funny, but embarassingly true...
I'm am now in official nervous wreck countdown mode for this ultrasound on Tuesday. As is 100% normal, my pregnancy symptoms ebb and flow, and anytime they ebb, it makes me so anxious. I went though a six-hour stretch yesterday where my boobs didn't hurt at all and I had crampy twinges and some lower back pain. I was of course convinced it was all over. But this morning, I threw up... TWICE, and the soreness has returned, so I guess all is well for the moment. I can't wait to get to a point where this is not so much of a worry! At nine weeks, I'm ordering the fetal doppler again, so I at least I can reassure myself when I start to freak.
Anyway, I'm pretty sure the back pain was because I've been laying around on the couch... that happens to me a lot. And the crampy twinges I know are also a totally normal pregnancy thing. But it's just so hard not to know anything.
C'mon TUESDAY! I'm wondering if they will let me take my camera in and use the video mode to capture a few seconds of the flickering heartbeat... how cool would that be? They are so strict there about cameras/video though so it's doubtful I'll be allowed. :(
p.s. OH! I had my first gender dream last night. Of course, my gender dreams with Ben were not accurate until the night before the ultrasound when we found out. But anyway, for what it's worth... in this dream, I had just had a baby. (though I had no idea where it was, what we had named it or anything.) Anyway, when I asked about it, the doctor looked at me and said very simply, "It's a baby girl." After that, the whole scenario took a bizarre turn when I saw my baby... she looked to be about 2-1/2, quite large and at least partially african-american.
So yeah, I don't know how much credit I give this particular dream. Perhaps it was caused by eating way too much at the Macaroni Grill last night.
Thursday, September 28, 2006
Elastic Pants... Ohhhh Yeah...
In my desperate state, I went over to Motherhood at the mall today and bought three pairs of prego jeans and a pair of khaki cargo pants. Three of the four will have to be hemmed at the cleaners because apparently short women don't get pregnant ever?
They did have one pair of the jeans in a petite though, so I will be sporting those later on today. ;) Woohoo!
They did have one pair of the jeans in a petite though, so I will be sporting those later on today. ;) Woohoo!
Getting Control of the Morning Sickness...
Okay, so apparently this is going to follow the same pattern it did with Ben. The only difference is that with Ben, it started a month later.
{Sidenote: You know, when I started this blog, I told myself I wasn't going to keep comparing this pregnancy to my other one(s), but it's really hard not to! So I give up!}
Anyway, so the key, as with Ben, is to get up, go directly to the bathroom and dry heave for awhile before attempting to put anything in my stomach. It seems to be working so far... my coffee is staying put. (for now...)
I DID try getting up and forcing myself to eat (since the crazy hunger seems to have decided NOT to pay me a visit this time) in the middle of the night, but I still had to heave this morning. So oh well. I can deal. ;)
{Sidenote: You know, when I started this blog, I told myself I wasn't going to keep comparing this pregnancy to my other one(s), but it's really hard not to! So I give up!}
Anyway, so the key, as with Ben, is to get up, go directly to the bathroom and dry heave for awhile before attempting to put anything in my stomach. It seems to be working so far... my coffee is staying put. (for now...)
I DID try getting up and forcing myself to eat (since the crazy hunger seems to have decided NOT to pay me a visit this time) in the middle of the night, but I still had to heave this morning. So oh well. I can deal. ;)
Wednesday, September 27, 2006
Another Milestone...
It has arrived. The day that I can no longer button my pants by late afternoon. This HAS to be some kind of record.... 6-1/2 weeks?! Seriously?
I'm currently sporting the rubber-banded button look with a shirt that CLEARLY shows a bloated, pregnant belly underneath. I severely dislike this "fat" period and want to just move on the actually looking pregnant and not just chubby period.
I'm currently sporting the rubber-banded button look with a shirt that CLEARLY shows a bloated, pregnant belly underneath. I severely dislike this "fat" period and want to just move on the actually looking pregnant and not just chubby period.
Doctor Visit...
Well, I'm officially not a huge fan of at least ONE doctor in this new practice I'm going to.
But, the good news is that my uterus is enlarged and I am still pregnant. Not much else to tell because well, there just isn't much to do at a six-week OB appointment. I'll know more interesting details on Tuesday when I go for my ultrasound. :)
Still fighting with everyone in this office over the dating of this pregnancy. But you know what? I'm right and I know it so they can bite me. :P I'm confident that the ultrasound tech will be on my team.
I took a picture of the exam room because I could...
But, the good news is that my uterus is enlarged and I am still pregnant. Not much else to tell because well, there just isn't much to do at a six-week OB appointment. I'll know more interesting details on Tuesday when I go for my ultrasound. :)
Still fighting with everyone in this office over the dating of this pregnancy. But you know what? I'm right and I know it so they can bite me. :P I'm confident that the ultrasound tech will be on my team.
I took a picture of the exam room because I could...
Barf-o-rama...
"Slight" nausea? Gagging? HA! Those are for amateurs. This morning, I entered the major leagues of puking. Funny how I didn't really see that coming. I was just sipping my coffee and wondering why my stomach felt a little empty and weird. The next thing I knew, it was bye bye coffee. That's pretty much how it happened with Ben too. Oh FINE, I'll spare you the details. Oh ye of weak stomachs, you. What's a little puke story between friends really?
While I was in the middle of things, I was thinking about how this might affect the pill I take at night. You know, the one that may or may not be sustaining this pregnancy? What am I going to do about that? Is it absorbed enough by 9-10 hours later?
Making a note to ask the doctor about that today when I go...
While I was in the middle of things, I was thinking about how this might affect the pill I take at night. You know, the one that may or may not be sustaining this pregnancy? What am I going to do about that? Is it absorbed enough by 9-10 hours later?
Making a note to ask the doctor about that today when I go...
Monday, September 25, 2006
First "Doctor's" Appointment...
I use the term "doctor's appointment" loosely because all I did was sit down with the nurse and chat. You know, the usual first visit stuff.... "Have there been any children born into your family with nine heads?" "No?" "How about eight?"
Seriously though, apparently some things have changed since last I did this. First off, the in-hospital u/s people don't do regular ultrasounds anymore, which sucks, because I love them. They only do high-risk ultrasounds. Now, see, I thought I WAS high-risk at this point, but apparently two losses (with one possibly being ectopic) does not equal high-risk. Whatever. I am lucky though because my old doctor already GAVE me a referral to go get an early u/s done there. HA! Take THAT new system! So I get to avoid American Radiology until at least 18-20 weeks.
Second, they now offer an optional 11-13 week ultrasound (which strangely IS offered at the in-hospital place) to check for down sydrome and trisomy 18. Interesting. I am tempted to take it because, hey! It's another ultrasound! And if I wait until closer to 13 weeks, we might get an early guess at the gender of the baby. But then again, I wouldn't do anything with the downs/trisomy information, so what's the point in having it? We'll see about that one...
Third... hello? No bloodwork for hcg? They are just taking my word for it that I'm pregnant? The only bloodwork I have to go get is the maternal profile stuff....
Now for my rant. Let me preface by saying that I already LOVE this office. However, why won't they take my word for it as far as dating this pregnancy is concerned? I have a freakin' chart that shows when I ovulated and when I got my first positive test 11 days later. I KNOW when this baby is due, people... within at least 24-48 hours. There is no point in going by my so-called "last menstrual period" which a) didn't really exist and b) during which cycle I didn't even come close to ovulating at a normal time. It's okay though... I will be vindicated by the ultrasound, I promise you! :P
Wednesday I go back for the "fun" part with all the poking and prodding... can't wait!
Funny story... while I was in the waiting room, an elderly woman came wandering out in an exam gown, holding it tightly closed in the back. She went to use the bathroom in the lobby. I briefly panicked because I thought maybe that was the only bathroom and there was NO way I was going to ever come out into the waiting room in an exam gown?! But, shortly after she went in, a nurse came out looking for her and explained that there are two bathrooms in the back she could have used. Oh, how embarassing...
Seriously though, apparently some things have changed since last I did this. First off, the in-hospital u/s people don't do regular ultrasounds anymore, which sucks, because I love them. They only do high-risk ultrasounds. Now, see, I thought I WAS high-risk at this point, but apparently two losses (with one possibly being ectopic) does not equal high-risk. Whatever. I am lucky though because my old doctor already GAVE me a referral to go get an early u/s done there. HA! Take THAT new system! So I get to avoid American Radiology until at least 18-20 weeks.
Second, they now offer an optional 11-13 week ultrasound (which strangely IS offered at the in-hospital place) to check for down sydrome and trisomy 18. Interesting. I am tempted to take it because, hey! It's another ultrasound! And if I wait until closer to 13 weeks, we might get an early guess at the gender of the baby. But then again, I wouldn't do anything with the downs/trisomy information, so what's the point in having it? We'll see about that one...
Third... hello? No bloodwork for hcg? They are just taking my word for it that I'm pregnant? The only bloodwork I have to go get is the maternal profile stuff....
Now for my rant. Let me preface by saying that I already LOVE this office. However, why won't they take my word for it as far as dating this pregnancy is concerned? I have a freakin' chart that shows when I ovulated and when I got my first positive test 11 days later. I KNOW when this baby is due, people... within at least 24-48 hours. There is no point in going by my so-called "last menstrual period" which a) didn't really exist and b) during which cycle I didn't even come close to ovulating at a normal time. It's okay though... I will be vindicated by the ultrasound, I promise you! :P
Wednesday I go back for the "fun" part with all the poking and prodding... can't wait!
Funny story... while I was in the waiting room, an elderly woman came wandering out in an exam gown, holding it tightly closed in the back. She went to use the bathroom in the lobby. I briefly panicked because I thought maybe that was the only bathroom and there was NO way I was going to ever come out into the waiting room in an exam gown?! But, shortly after she went in, a nurse came out looking for her and explained that there are two bathrooms in the back she could have used. Oh, how embarassing...
The Nausea Has Officially Begun...
I thought perhaps those first couple "head in the toilet" days were a fluke.... but here it is, day four? five? of being nauseated in the morning. Yesterday it lasted until lunchtime, when I finally got up enough of an appetite to stuff my face with pizza at the Italian festival we went to. After that, I was good for the rest of the day. Good times. ;) You will not hear me complain! At least until I get to the point where the is a foot/knee/head lodged in my ribcage and my diet has to mimic that of a gastric bypass patient because I can't eat more than two tablespoons of food at a time without sending it back. THEN? I might whine a little. But for now, quite pleased with my newfound symptom.
Friday, September 22, 2006
A Milestone, of Sorts....
I started gagging this morning while brushing my teeth... this ultimately led to some toilet bowl hugging and then having to rebrush my teeth. I have never been so happy to heave.
:)
p.s. Otherwise, I still don't feel at all nauseated. Still just very tired, sore boobs, a little bit of the reflux nonsense (but not anything like I had with Ben at this point) I should also add the while I am not sick to my stomach, food in general does not seem particularly appetizing. I went into the kitchen for lunch and couldn't find anything I wanted to eat. Quite a 180 from when I was pregnant with Ben and I ate 24/7... ANYTHING within reach!
:)
p.s. Otherwise, I still don't feel at all nauseated. Still just very tired, sore boobs, a little bit of the reflux nonsense (but not anything like I had with Ben at this point) I should also add the while I am not sick to my stomach, food in general does not seem particularly appetizing. I went into the kitchen for lunch and couldn't find anything I wanted to eat. Quite a 180 from when I was pregnant with Ben and I ate 24/7... ANYTHING within reach!
Thursday, September 21, 2006
Five Weeks, Five Days...
The doctor called this morning and was very excited to tell me that my hcg levels were 4600 on Monday! My progesterone was a comfortable 36.2. I thought it would be much higher on the progesterone supplement... but apparently not. I'll continue to take it until 12 or 16 weeks.
Do you know what this means? It means this little bean is probably sticking! As my sendoff, Dr. F. is happily sending me for an ultrasound whenever I want to go sometime next week so we can see the beautiful little heartbeat for ourselves! :)
I also found a new OB. She practices with one other woman who is brand new. I go for my first visit with the nurse on Monday and my first visit with one of the doctors on Wednesday! Yay! I've never been so excited to visit the stirrups! ;)
By the way, I am currently awake at 2:45 a.m. typing this to you, so I've reached some familiar territory. I'm also shoving my face full of graham crackers because I am starving hungry.
I haven't had any nausea at all yet really. (mild waves of queasiness here and there a few times, but nothing major). But it is still early. I'm not in any kind of denial that it's probably coming... and if it's anything like before, it will sneak up on me when I least expect it.
I have had the following: mild cramping on and off, heart palpitations (that's the progesterone), sore boobs, extreeeeeeeeeme fatigue and the hunger thing, but only sporatically.
After I see the little heartbeat next week, I'll make this blog live (to those of you who know about it)... I'm sorry I didn't share with all of you right away, but I just couldn't bear the idea of potentially having to untell on a blog for a THIRD time. I know you'll understand. :)
Do you know what this means? It means this little bean is probably sticking! As my sendoff, Dr. F. is happily sending me for an ultrasound whenever I want to go sometime next week so we can see the beautiful little heartbeat for ourselves! :)
I also found a new OB. She practices with one other woman who is brand new. I go for my first visit with the nurse on Monday and my first visit with one of the doctors on Wednesday! Yay! I've never been so excited to visit the stirrups! ;)
By the way, I am currently awake at 2:45 a.m. typing this to you, so I've reached some familiar territory. I'm also shoving my face full of graham crackers because I am starving hungry.
I haven't had any nausea at all yet really. (mild waves of queasiness here and there a few times, but nothing major). But it is still early. I'm not in any kind of denial that it's probably coming... and if it's anything like before, it will sneak up on me when I least expect it.
I have had the following: mild cramping on and off, heart palpitations (that's the progesterone), sore boobs, extreeeeeeeeeme fatigue and the hunger thing, but only sporatically.
After I see the little heartbeat next week, I'll make this blog live (to those of you who know about it)... I'm sorry I didn't share with all of you right away, but I just couldn't bear the idea of potentially having to untell on a blog for a THIRD time. I know you'll understand. :)
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Four Weeks, Three Days...
Six days... it was six days from now the last time when I got the news that the numbers were no good. It was five days from now the last time that I felt like something was wrong. I want to see six weeks this time... I want to see 15 weeks... 30 weeks... 40 weeks...(well, okay, maybe 39 weeks would suffice ;)
I want to see this baby! Here's hoping... and praying...
I want to see this baby! Here's hoping... and praying...
Thursday, September 07, 2006
In Shock...
Got two lines yesterday... didn't believe it, so tested again... two lines!
Here we go again.
I'm taking the progesterone, which I started last night. Waiting on bloodwork for a bit... no sense getting stressed out right now because what will be will be. Plus, I'm REALLY tired of needles.
My doctor was shocked as well... and quite amused.
May 19th is the potential due date...
Oh, and Claire Huxtable came to me in a dream last night and told me I'm going to have this baby. THAT was weird. ;)
We're excited, but cautiously so... :)
Here we go again.
I'm taking the progesterone, which I started last night. Waiting on bloodwork for a bit... no sense getting stressed out right now because what will be will be. Plus, I'm REALLY tired of needles.
My doctor was shocked as well... and quite amused.
May 19th is the potential due date...
Oh, and Claire Huxtable came to me in a dream last night and told me I'm going to have this baby. THAT was weird. ;)
We're excited, but cautiously so... :)
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
Roller Coaster...
Oh...mah...gah...
My temperature spiked this morning... a lot. It should have gone down... it really REALLY should have gone down.
(beating head against the wall)
My temperature spiked this morning... a lot. It should have gone down... it really REALLY should have gone down.
(beating head against the wall)
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
Temp Down...
Whew! :) I'm pretty sure this is NOT a two-line pee stick month. Now, in four or five days, we can start fresh (I never did get a real period last month) and I *think* I'll be ready...
Monday, September 04, 2006
Ohhh Boy...
I'm pukey. I'm crampy. I'm really, really tired. My temperature is up (still, it's 9DPO, so that could go either way), but my boobs don't hurt... at ALL... which is sort of strange for me, pregnant or not.
Seriously though, watch this be another positive pee stick month. (sigh) I'll let you know in a few days... I can't bring myself to pee on a stick. (for once) I don't want to know. Maybe not knowing would be best?
Seriously though, watch this be another positive pee stick month. (sigh) I'll let you know in a few days... I can't bring myself to pee on a stick. (for once) I don't want to know. Maybe not knowing would be best?
