I have been an absentee blogger. I feel guilty over this since I have lots of thoughts on things to write about. However, going through the 1st trimester this time has been VERY exhausting. The fatigue has been bad. By lunch I start crashing. Often, I am in bed by 7 p.m., not necessarily sleeping but resting. It is amazing how you "forget" how tiring pregnancy can be. So, because of this I really haven't had the energy to be a mommy and a blogger. I just have enough to be a mommy.
The good news is that the 2nd trimester will be starting in just over a week. Hopefully that will mean a return to having some energy. Until then, I will try to at least attempt to blog once a week. If my energy returns, I start blogging more regularly, I hope.
In other news, I went in for my 12 week appoint with my Ob/Gyn, Dr. Quinn. All looks fabulous! Our peanut's heart rate was 162. The baby is measuring a bit ahead by a couple of days. By the way, one of the best sounds in the world is hearing your baby's heart! Amazing!!
Also, Ginny is doing wonderful. She is our happy little girl! She isn't walking yet, but cruises everywhere. I honestly think that walking isn't interesting her much, not when she can get everywhere by crawling! She was with us at the appointment today and couldn't quite figure out what was going on. She will when her new little brother or sister enters the world in 6 more months.
Friday, April 27, 2012
Thursday, April 5, 2012
Thoughts on Our Peanut
A few weeks ago, I wrote about how Chris and I were going to start trying to expand our family. Part of me wondered if it would be possible, especially when you consider that I am 40. Naturally, we thought it would take a while. Chris more so than me. Ever optimistic, I found myself hopeful that things would happen quickly.
Last Thursday night, March 1, I had a dream that I had taken a pregnancy test and it was positive. I woke to this thought and took my temp (I chart, therefore I temp). My temp spiked again. Granted, it was only one spike but I found myself thinking "Triphasic?" My original plan was to wait to test until after my period was missed, which would be that Saturday. However, after my dream and temperature spike, I felt I had to pee on a stick, thinking that this would at least would get the thoughts off my mind, and I would test on Monday if I still didn't have my period.
Surprise, surprise, my dream was prophetic! A BFP!! A Big Fat Postive!! Wow! It was only our second month trying, and I was pregnant! Holy Moly!
Chris hadn't yet left for work, so I called him into the bedroom. It turns out I might have panicked him. He thought something was wrong. He seemed to be delighted to find out all was well (although later he would find himself in that male state of mind--worrying about how he would support his growing family).
Chris hadn't yet left for work, so I called him into the bedroom. It turns out I might have panicked him. He thought something was wrong. He seemed to be delighted to find out all was well (although later he would find himself in that male state of mind--worrying about how he would support his growing family).
I found my excitement level rise and yet the old nerves of facing another loss came back at me. Once the doctor's office was open, I called and left a message for my doctor's nurse, Michelle. She called back later that morning and seemed excited that I was pregnant again. She told me that she told Dr. Quinn, whose response was "Yeah, they said they would start trying around now."
Friday morning, Ginny and I made our way to the doctor's office so I could get a blood test on my hcG (pregnancy hormone) and progesterone. In the past I have had issues with progesterone, requiring my use of suppositories. I had to wait all weekend for results. It was stressful. Early Saturday morning, it became even more stressful when, after feeding Ginny at 4 a.m. then using the bathroom, I discovered spotting. Yikes. Not again, I thought. Not again. Convinced I was facing a miscarriage, I found it hard to go to sleep. I told Chris and he tried to reassure me, but nothing doing. Chris also struggled with sleep. When I woke again, around 6:30, I found that my spotting had changed and basically stopped. It changed to brown, which indicates old blood. I spotted brown on and off for the rest of the day but nothing after that.
Out of concern, I even spilled my pregnancy secret (since we don't plan on announcing until sometime after 8 weeks at the very least) to my cousin, Maura. Maura is an ob/gyn nurse so I felt like telling her might give me reassurance.
On Monday, Michelle called to give me the test results....my hcG was 44 (a bit low but fine) and my progesterone was actually normal for once. Good even. I asked about the spotting. She said it was likely implantation bleeding. Again, I went in for blood tests again to make sure my hcG was doubling at a normal rate (it should double every 48-72 hours).
My results didn't come back until Wednesday (Michelle had Tuesday off). The number was OUTSTANDING! My hcG more than doubled in 48-72 hours. My hcG was 222 which meant it was doubling every 31 hours. Yay!
I have many hopes for this pregnancy. **Today I am 4 weeks 6 days. By the time anyone is reading this, I should be much further along. Already, I'm starting to get morning sickness. Nausea crept up on me today. Not fun, but it reassures me. I just pray and hope that our baby is growing and developing normally and is healthy. I get to see the baby for the first time on April 4. I am nervous, but excited.
**Please note that this was written on March 8.
Friday morning, Ginny and I made our way to the doctor's office so I could get a blood test on my hcG (pregnancy hormone) and progesterone. In the past I have had issues with progesterone, requiring my use of suppositories. I had to wait all weekend for results. It was stressful. Early Saturday morning, it became even more stressful when, after feeding Ginny at 4 a.m. then using the bathroom, I discovered spotting. Yikes. Not again, I thought. Not again. Convinced I was facing a miscarriage, I found it hard to go to sleep. I told Chris and he tried to reassure me, but nothing doing. Chris also struggled with sleep. When I woke again, around 6:30, I found that my spotting had changed and basically stopped. It changed to brown, which indicates old blood. I spotted brown on and off for the rest of the day but nothing after that.
Out of concern, I even spilled my pregnancy secret (since we don't plan on announcing until sometime after 8 weeks at the very least) to my cousin, Maura. Maura is an ob/gyn nurse so I felt like telling her might give me reassurance.
On Monday, Michelle called to give me the test results....my hcG was 44 (a bit low but fine) and my progesterone was actually normal for once. Good even. I asked about the spotting. She said it was likely implantation bleeding. Again, I went in for blood tests again to make sure my hcG was doubling at a normal rate (it should double every 48-72 hours).
My results didn't come back until Wednesday (Michelle had Tuesday off). The number was OUTSTANDING! My hcG more than doubled in 48-72 hours. My hcG was 222 which meant it was doubling every 31 hours. Yay!
I have many hopes for this pregnancy. **Today I am 4 weeks 6 days. By the time anyone is reading this, I should be much further along. Already, I'm starting to get morning sickness. Nausea crept up on me today. Not fun, but it reassures me. I just pray and hope that our baby is growing and developing normally and is healthy. I get to see the baby for the first time on April 4. I am nervous, but excited.
**Please note that this was written on March 8.
Notes on My Pregnancy
Since we are refraining from telling the world our wonderful news until after the ultrasound, at the earliest, I thought I would make notes on what has been going on thus far.
March 23, 2012
Well, morning sickness started on March 8. Nothing huge. Just nausea and dry heaves. I had periods where I didn't feel sick at all. Of course, then I would panic and worry that maybe there was something wrong with the baby. So, my prayers to God would center on asking him for more morning sickness as a sign that the baby is okay. Is that insane or what? God has answered my prayers. Starting this past Tuesday, March 20, full-blown morning sickness began, just like it did with Ginny. I lost my dinner on Tuesday and Wednesday. Yesterday was a bit better, but not much. I almost wish I had lost dinner. It is easier to deal with than getting sick with acid alone (bleh). I'm sure this is TMI for many. I apologize. However, this morning started with a bang when I got sick after brushing my teeth. Since I had not yet eaten anything, it was not pleasant in the least (not that it ever is, but it seems worse on an empty stomach).
While I hate this part, in many ways I'm grateful for it. It means my hormones are where they need to be and it is likely that our baby is okay. Only 1 1/2 more weeks until the ultrasound. I can't wait!
April 1, 2012
Today was awful! I had nausea from lunch until 10 p.m. I was supposed to be the reader for Mass (narrating the Passion), but because I was so sick, I called the Deacon to get a sub. I felt so guilty. I had practiced. Normally my nausea isn't that bad and "wears" off a bit before dinner. Not today. Sigh.
April 3, 2012
I'm concerned. I know it is paranoia, but it seems like my morning sickness has eased off a bit. I haven't lost dinner since Friday. For a while there, I was losing dinner every night. Now, not so much. Yes, I still have a bit of nausea, but I worry. Having lost the one baby and discovering it at the ultrasound is what makes me so paranoid. I'm afraid that I will go in tomorrow for the u/s and find out the baby doesn't have a heart beat. All I can do is pray that all is well. If it isn't, there isn't much I can do.
April 4, 2012
I knew I was being paranoid. Saw the baby this morning. Growing on track, healthy, and the heart rate was 178 bpm. Love this baby so much! Will tell our families soon and tell the world right after. :) We decided to tell people before the 1st tri ends because the odds of a loss after seeing the heartbeat are low, and I figure if we did lose the baby (which of course I do NOT want to happen), I would likely share with the world in my blog anyway. Might as well share the joy for now!
March 23, 2012
Well, morning sickness started on March 8. Nothing huge. Just nausea and dry heaves. I had periods where I didn't feel sick at all. Of course, then I would panic and worry that maybe there was something wrong with the baby. So, my prayers to God would center on asking him for more morning sickness as a sign that the baby is okay. Is that insane or what? God has answered my prayers. Starting this past Tuesday, March 20, full-blown morning sickness began, just like it did with Ginny. I lost my dinner on Tuesday and Wednesday. Yesterday was a bit better, but not much. I almost wish I had lost dinner. It is easier to deal with than getting sick with acid alone (bleh). I'm sure this is TMI for many. I apologize. However, this morning started with a bang when I got sick after brushing my teeth. Since I had not yet eaten anything, it was not pleasant in the least (not that it ever is, but it seems worse on an empty stomach).
While I hate this part, in many ways I'm grateful for it. It means my hormones are where they need to be and it is likely that our baby is okay. Only 1 1/2 more weeks until the ultrasound. I can't wait!
April 1, 2012
Today was awful! I had nausea from lunch until 10 p.m. I was supposed to be the reader for Mass (narrating the Passion), but because I was so sick, I called the Deacon to get a sub. I felt so guilty. I had practiced. Normally my nausea isn't that bad and "wears" off a bit before dinner. Not today. Sigh.
April 3, 2012
I'm concerned. I know it is paranoia, but it seems like my morning sickness has eased off a bit. I haven't lost dinner since Friday. For a while there, I was losing dinner every night. Now, not so much. Yes, I still have a bit of nausea, but I worry. Having lost the one baby and discovering it at the ultrasound is what makes me so paranoid. I'm afraid that I will go in tomorrow for the u/s and find out the baby doesn't have a heart beat. All I can do is pray that all is well. If it isn't, there isn't much I can do.
April 4, 2012
I knew I was being paranoid. Saw the baby this morning. Growing on track, healthy, and the heart rate was 178 bpm. Love this baby so much! Will tell our families soon and tell the world right after. :) We decided to tell people before the 1st tri ends because the odds of a loss after seeing the heartbeat are low, and I figure if we did lose the baby (which of course I do NOT want to happen), I would likely share with the world in my blog anyway. Might as well share the joy for now!
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