A week with definite ups-and-downs, to say the least! The week did not start with a bang, as Sunday & Monday I continued to feel pretty yucky. The great news was that on Tuesday I actually felt pretty good! Good enough to go out to dinner with my sweet husband at P.F. Chang's--it was wonderful. Believe it or not, I was feeling good enough for Chris and me to take Humphrey out on a walk.
Thursday was a bit of a downer. . . I had some spotting (boys you might want to skip this part), so I called my doctor. And I must say, I feel completely confident in our doctor--they had me immediately connected to the nurse, and an appt. at 2pm. Now, most pregnancy books warn you of such things happening and say that it's more than likely nothing. They even give you warnings of miscarriage, of which I had none. You might think this would have calmed my fears. Wrong. When it's you and your baby, all those things just don't seem to matter too much! Well, that's the long-winded way to say that Chris met me at the doctor's office, they did a quick ultrasound to make sure everything was alright and our little jellybean's heartbeat was still galloping along at 170bpm. Whew!
As everyone has heard this story has asked, what causes such things, I'll go ahead and answer. Basicaly, no one really knows. Some bleeding happens in 1 in 3 pregnancies. The technical guess of the doctor was that a small blood vessel that was in the process of attaching to the placenta was 'leaking.' Whatever, I say. The important thing is that it has stopped. Doctor says not to worry, so I am doing my best to follow orders.
Since then, I continue to have roving bouts of nausea, continued exhaustion, and all of it is very exciting! While not always comfortable, all the symptoms are welcomed if they lead to a healthy baby at the end.
Alright, enough mushy-gushy stuff. Time to send my sweet husband out to get me a Blizzard. . . One of those things that I saw on tv and couldn't wait to have. . . He's so good to me!
Monday, June 30, 2008
Friday, June 20, 2008
Week 7
I'm starting this blog as a favor to my sister-in-law, Trisha. She is far, far away but still wants details!
To catch everyone up to speed, Chris and I went for our first doctor's appt. on June 12--I was 6 weeks, 4 days by my calculations. We waited a while to see the doc, but it was worth the wait! He is great about making everyone feel at ease and was full of information. I was just ready for him to stop talking and to have a look with the ultrasound on the table next to me! We got to see what looked like a little kidney bean--aww, our baby bean. Best of all, we saw a flickering light right in the middle of the bean and it was the heartbeat. Chugging right along at 170 bpm, which the doc said is right on target. I have to say, it is an amazing thing to see a living being inside of you with it's own heartbeat. Surreal, to be sure. They also took 4 or 5 vials of blood, and I'm assuming all is well because no call to say any different! Oh, and the doc said my calculations of how far along I was was right on. Our official due date is February 2, 2009. I figure it's a good time--Chris' birthday is on Feb. 1st and Ben's is Jan 31st, and my cousin's son has a birthday on Feb. 3rd. This baby will be in good company.
On to week 7. Week 7=chronic nausea. Bound to hit with no warning and settle in for the day. No puking, just being on the verge over and over and over and . . . well, you get the point. I figure this is where the phobia of throwing up that I share with my sister comes in. . .I am almost positive there have been several times I would have felt better if I just let it all out. Gross. So there's the nausea. . . and you're asking what else? I am almost constantly hungry--I have to eat about every hour and a half to 2 hours, but still only increase my calorie intake by only 300 calories. Needless to say, that's lots of fruit and 100 calorie packs! The run down of the rest of the symptoms: bigger boobs (I have waited for this my whole life), tired in the afternoons, but don't sleep as well at night, heartburn, chronic thirst for ice water, and a total intolerance for structured waistbands. Weird cravings, you ask? Um. Yeah. A few: eggs, grapefruit juice and processed cheese. Seriously. If I could eat Kraft Mac & Cheese for dinner, I would. I have never craved such a thing.. . bizarro.
So that's about it for this week. We'll see what next week brings. I am still quite nervous that something will go wrong, but I think every new mother likely has the same fears. I am sure it will all be bueno. Look for the week 8 update next week :)
To catch everyone up to speed, Chris and I went for our first doctor's appt. on June 12--I was 6 weeks, 4 days by my calculations. We waited a while to see the doc, but it was worth the wait! He is great about making everyone feel at ease and was full of information. I was just ready for him to stop talking and to have a look with the ultrasound on the table next to me! We got to see what looked like a little kidney bean--aww, our baby bean. Best of all, we saw a flickering light right in the middle of the bean and it was the heartbeat. Chugging right along at 170 bpm, which the doc said is right on target. I have to say, it is an amazing thing to see a living being inside of you with it's own heartbeat. Surreal, to be sure. They also took 4 or 5 vials of blood, and I'm assuming all is well because no call to say any different! Oh, and the doc said my calculations of how far along I was was right on. Our official due date is February 2, 2009. I figure it's a good time--Chris' birthday is on Feb. 1st and Ben's is Jan 31st, and my cousin's son has a birthday on Feb. 3rd. This baby will be in good company.
On to week 7. Week 7=chronic nausea. Bound to hit with no warning and settle in for the day. No puking, just being on the verge over and over and over and . . . well, you get the point. I figure this is where the phobia of throwing up that I share with my sister comes in. . .I am almost positive there have been several times I would have felt better if I just let it all out. Gross. So there's the nausea. . . and you're asking what else? I am almost constantly hungry--I have to eat about every hour and a half to 2 hours, but still only increase my calorie intake by only 300 calories. Needless to say, that's lots of fruit and 100 calorie packs! The run down of the rest of the symptoms: bigger boobs (I have waited for this my whole life), tired in the afternoons, but don't sleep as well at night, heartburn, chronic thirst for ice water, and a total intolerance for structured waistbands. Weird cravings, you ask? Um. Yeah. A few: eggs, grapefruit juice and processed cheese. Seriously. If I could eat Kraft Mac & Cheese for dinner, I would. I have never craved such a thing.. . bizarro.
So that's about it for this week. We'll see what next week brings. I am still quite nervous that something will go wrong, but I think every new mother likely has the same fears. I am sure it will all be bueno. Look for the week 8 update next week :)
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