Well, these past few weeks have brought a lot of disappointment for me and two hospital visits. The first hospital visit came during my perinatologist appointment. The doctor came in after the ultrasound technician and immediately sent us down to Labor and Delivery. The baby's heart rate was too high. A baby's heart rate in the womb is normally between 110 and 160 bpm. My baby's was registering between 180 and 200 bpm. So after hours of horrible testing and monitoring, I was released with a paper saying that I was just dehydrated. I figured whatever as long as the heart rate was back to normal.
Soon after that, the pain started intensifying again and I was just starting to feel overall miserable. I mean, I have been for awhile, but this just seemed to affect all of me. I had one doctors appointment, saying that I probably couldn't get induced until a week before my due date and then another with a maybe for two weeks again. Then, yesterday, I had another doctors appointment. My doctor had finally been able to talk with my perinatologist and they decided that we could not induce more than a week before what they call my due date. They stand at October 14th, instead of October 3rd, like I do. So now I am scheduled to be induced on October 7th, which is actually four days after what I believe to be my due date. This was also told to me after I was told that my blood pressure was high and the baby's heart rate was high again. So as my doctor starts to measure my blood pressure again, she looked at me and asked if I was okay. At this, I started bawling.
I cried because I just felt done. I cried because I was starting to hate my pregnancy and I felt guilty for that. I cried because I already felt that I had failed as a mother. My doctor just hugged me as I cried and then I was told the lovely news that I needed to go to the hospital again for monitoring. So Emmett and I headed over to the hospital again for a couple hours of monitoring. Again, my blood pressure and the baby's heart rate went down and tests came back normal, so we were released.
I came home and just felt severely depressed. I know three weeks isn't that far away, but when I was kind of set on just a week, three weeks became an eternity. I've been told to limit my activity even more, which I think is hilarious since I really do nothing now. I've taken up knitting, which is great, but only takes me so far. So far, I've knitted five blankets and am on my sixth one. I borrow e-books from the library. I watch a whole lot of Netflix. I watch as my husband goes out with his friends, while I sit at home in pain and can't do much. It's good for him because in about three weeks, that time will be given to the baby, but it's hard for me because I am so social, but am now stuck at home, alone, for most of the week.
Anyways, I'm trying to find the positives today and trying to stay upbeat. Every time I feel my baby squeezing around in his tight space, I love it. It makes him feel so much more real. I keep trying to think of small things I can do to prepare for the baby, but I'm running out of things. I just have to keep myself busy.
The good news is that I have been having contractions quite often, they just aren't regular or long enough. I am dilated 1+ and am 50% effaced. So the contractions are doing something! My hope now is that these will just take over, and the little mister will come early all on his own. Any prayers to help with this is much appreciated. I will keep trucking along and trying to find the positives.
DISCLAIMER: Please know how grateful I am for this pregnancy. I have many friends and family who have struggled with infertility and I have seen the heartbreak that they go through. I am so grateful for this opportunity that I have had to be pregnant, which is why I am trying to be positive. It's just turned out to be one of the hardest trials of my life, which if you know the trials I've gone through, you know this is saying something. But please again, I am not making light of my pregnancy. I pray for all of those that I love and struggle with pregnancy every moment I can.
Here we will try to put quick updates on our baby and our family!
Wednesday, September 18, 2013
Tuesday, August 13, 2013
Mary Sato Yamashita, my grandmother
On June 26th, I received the news that my grandma Yamashita had been diagnosed with liver cancer and had no more than three weeks to live. Because I had just had to quit my job, this gave me plenty of free time to be able to travel down to see my grandma before she passed away. It was hard to say goodbye to my husband for a couple of weeks, but it was good to have that time with my grandma.
I traveled down with my brother and his family, who were moving to Las Vegas. I was able to spend the weekend with my sister and all of the family that came in to see my grandma. I just have to say that my family is amazing. My grandparents had four children, sixteen grandchildren, and 32 great-grandchildren with two more on the way. Every single grandchild made it to see my grandma before she passed away. From Utah all the way to Florida. It was amazing to see this legacy come to life. When we first got to the hospital, my grandma was tired, but doing okay. She had accepted that she was going to pass away and was ready. That Sunday, we squeezed all of the family that was there at the time and helped my grandma to receive the sacrament one more time. We sang some hymns, took the sacrament, and listened to my grandma's testimony. What an amazing woman and what a spiritual time. I will always cherish that time with my grandma. She gave great advice. Here is my favorite.
My brother, sister-in-law, nephew, sister and I were in with my grandma. She started to tell us about an article that she found...on Facebook. It said to never yell at your children; always whisper. Then she got really quiet and kind of leaned forward and said, "It scares them more." It was great!
I said my final goodbye to my grandma on that Monday and traveled down to Las Vegas to stay with my mom. My grandma passed away peacefully on Saturday, July 6th at the home of my aunt and uncle, surrounded by family. The following weekend was supposed to be our K. Yamashita reunion. It became not only the reunion, but also the weekend to put my grandma to rest. My dad rented our family a condo in St. George and we were able to stay all together. It was a hard weekend, but it was great to be with family. The legacy will continue forward with this family because we are a Christ-centered family. I am so grateful for the knowledge I have of eternal families and that I will be with my grandparents again. I am grateful that my grandma is able to be reunited with my grandpa and my other grandma, who was her best friend. She was definitely ready. I love you so much, Grandma, and love that you are able to take care of my baby before I am able.
I traveled down with my brother and his family, who were moving to Las Vegas. I was able to spend the weekend with my sister and all of the family that came in to see my grandma. I just have to say that my family is amazing. My grandparents had four children, sixteen grandchildren, and 32 great-grandchildren with two more on the way. Every single grandchild made it to see my grandma before she passed away. From Utah all the way to Florida. It was amazing to see this legacy come to life. When we first got to the hospital, my grandma was tired, but doing okay. She had accepted that she was going to pass away and was ready. That Sunday, we squeezed all of the family that was there at the time and helped my grandma to receive the sacrament one more time. We sang some hymns, took the sacrament, and listened to my grandma's testimony. What an amazing woman and what a spiritual time. I will always cherish that time with my grandma. She gave great advice. Here is my favorite.
My brother, sister-in-law, nephew, sister and I were in with my grandma. She started to tell us about an article that she found...on Facebook. It said to never yell at your children; always whisper. Then she got really quiet and kind of leaned forward and said, "It scares them more." It was great!
I said my final goodbye to my grandma on that Monday and traveled down to Las Vegas to stay with my mom. My grandma passed away peacefully on Saturday, July 6th at the home of my aunt and uncle, surrounded by family. The following weekend was supposed to be our K. Yamashita reunion. It became not only the reunion, but also the weekend to put my grandma to rest. My dad rented our family a condo in St. George and we were able to stay all together. It was a hard weekend, but it was great to be with family. The legacy will continue forward with this family because we are a Christ-centered family. I am so grateful for the knowledge I have of eternal families and that I will be with my grandparents again. I am grateful that my grandma is able to be reunited with my grandpa and my other grandma, who was her best friend. She was definitely ready. I love you so much, Grandma, and love that you are able to take care of my baby before I am able.
Catch-Up: Weeks 17-33!
So it's official. I am horrible with a blog. It has been about 16 weeks since I last posted on here. Sorry! Anyways, a lot has happened during this time. A lot of life changes that were hard to come too, but we know we made the best decisions for us. Let me start at the beginning.
I had another ultrasound with the perinatologist around 20 weeks to measure the fibroid and to see how it was doing. Right before this appointment, I had some pain start up. It would kind of come and go about everything third day, but at the ultrasound, everything seemed good. The fibroid hadn't grown too much and the baby was still growing well. So I wasn't too worried. But then the pain started getting worse.
About two and a half weeks later, I had some really bad pain while at work. I came home and went to lie down. Usually if I lay down, it would help the pain decrease, but it didn't help this time. I was soon in tears and Emmett was on the phone with my doctor. Within 30 minutes, I was in the hospital in Labor and Delivery to get monitored. After being there for about seven hours, it was discovered that the pain was coming from the fibroid. At the 20-week ultrasound, the fibroid was about 10 cms big. Now, two and a half weeks later, it was up to 16 cms. It had almost doubled in the two weeks. The doctors weren't sure what caused it to grow so much, but it was definitely causing the pain, but to make it less, the doctors were suggesting that I quit work. So I was sent home for bed rest for the weekend and the scary thought that I might have to quit working.
I went back to work on Monday and suffered through the pain until Wednesday. Then on Wednesday, thhe pain got to be too much and I had to leave work early, but it caused a little more attention than I wanted. Anyways, during all of this, the nursing staff took my vitals to make sure I was doing okay. My blood pressure ended up being very high. So I had to go into my doctor to get that checked out, but it wouldn't go down. So, I found myself back in the hospital, a week from when I had gone in before. Emmett was at work, so luckily, my sister-in-law took me in. I was there for about five hours this time. It was discovered that my blood pressure was going skyhigh because of the pain. So, it was decided that I needed bed rest for at least a week and my doctor would discuss with the specialist, whether or not I should quit work. It was soon decided that in order to keep my blood pressure down and keep the kid safe, I needed to quit my job.
So, I found myself in the world of the unemployed. Emmett and I were a little unsure of how we were going to survive, but with the help and support of loving family and friends, we have figured things out and are getting along, but this summer has definitely not been stress-free as much as I was supposed to be staying away from stress.
The week after I had to quit my job, I received the news that my last surviving grandparent, my grandma Mary, had been diagnosed with liver cancer and had three weeks at the most to live. Because I no longer had a job, this gave me the opportunity to travel down to the Las Vegas area and say goodbye to my grandma and then be with my family until the funeral. I will write more on this adventure in another post.
After Las Vegas, Emmett and I came back up and moved into our new apartment. It's much spacier than our old apartment, has two bedrooms and is cheaper. All in all, much better. So now life is just lying around, trying to stay out of pain, trying to relieve pain and trying to not die of boredom. I have taken up knitting and am about 2/3 of the way done with my first baby blanket! I love it so far. I've been living off of Netflix, Hulu, Redbox, knitting, satellite, e-books, and Internet. I am slowly running out of things to watch. If anyone has any great suggestions, please let me know!
Anyways, I had a doctor's appointment today and one thing discussed was inducing me a little early because of the pain. So, my doctor is going to talk with the specialists and another associate, but it has been thrown out on the table to induce me around 38 weeks. So that means, I could have my kid in about five weeks! Wow! There is so much I need to do before then. Better get crackin'! Love you all!
How far along? 33 weeks on Thursday
How big is baby? One app says he is about 19 inches and 4.5 lbs
Total weight gain/loss: I lost about 20 lbs, but have finally started gaining some weight. So now my weight loss is at about 16 lbs.
Maternity clothes? Of course. Wouldn't be able to survive without them.
Sleep: Ugh, the third trimester insomnia is hitting! Sleep has been very hard to come by lately. It's killing me.
Best moment this week: Hearing that we might be able to meet our baby in about five weeks!
Movement: Like crazy! I sat and watched as my stomach moved from one side to the other a few days ago.
Food cravings: Weirdly, Gushers and actually carrots and ranch sounds really good lately.
Food Aversions: Eh not too much. Greasy food still doesn't sound too great, but nothing huge.
Gender: Boy!
Labor Signs: Been feeling some Braxton Hicks contractions. Other than that, not so much.
Pregnancy Symptoms: Same as last time, extremely tired, heartburn, lots of bathroom breaks, leg cramps.
Belly Button in or out? I'm actually still an innie. Woohoo!
What I miss: Being able to sleep on my stomach, eating Jimmy Johns and not having heartburn when just drinking water
What I am looking forward to: Getting and buying all of the baby stuff!
Milestones: Setting up the crib and finally looking pregnant
I had another ultrasound with the perinatologist around 20 weeks to measure the fibroid and to see how it was doing. Right before this appointment, I had some pain start up. It would kind of come and go about everything third day, but at the ultrasound, everything seemed good. The fibroid hadn't grown too much and the baby was still growing well. So I wasn't too worried. But then the pain started getting worse.
About two and a half weeks later, I had some really bad pain while at work. I came home and went to lie down. Usually if I lay down, it would help the pain decrease, but it didn't help this time. I was soon in tears and Emmett was on the phone with my doctor. Within 30 minutes, I was in the hospital in Labor and Delivery to get monitored. After being there for about seven hours, it was discovered that the pain was coming from the fibroid. At the 20-week ultrasound, the fibroid was about 10 cms big. Now, two and a half weeks later, it was up to 16 cms. It had almost doubled in the two weeks. The doctors weren't sure what caused it to grow so much, but it was definitely causing the pain, but to make it less, the doctors were suggesting that I quit work. So I was sent home for bed rest for the weekend and the scary thought that I might have to quit working.
I went back to work on Monday and suffered through the pain until Wednesday. Then on Wednesday, thhe pain got to be too much and I had to leave work early, but it caused a little more attention than I wanted. Anyways, during all of this, the nursing staff took my vitals to make sure I was doing okay. My blood pressure ended up being very high. So I had to go into my doctor to get that checked out, but it wouldn't go down. So, I found myself back in the hospital, a week from when I had gone in before. Emmett was at work, so luckily, my sister-in-law took me in. I was there for about five hours this time. It was discovered that my blood pressure was going skyhigh because of the pain. So, it was decided that I needed bed rest for at least a week and my doctor would discuss with the specialist, whether or not I should quit work. It was soon decided that in order to keep my blood pressure down and keep the kid safe, I needed to quit my job.
So, I found myself in the world of the unemployed. Emmett and I were a little unsure of how we were going to survive, but with the help and support of loving family and friends, we have figured things out and are getting along, but this summer has definitely not been stress-free as much as I was supposed to be staying away from stress.
The week after I had to quit my job, I received the news that my last surviving grandparent, my grandma Mary, had been diagnosed with liver cancer and had three weeks at the most to live. Because I no longer had a job, this gave me the opportunity to travel down to the Las Vegas area and say goodbye to my grandma and then be with my family until the funeral. I will write more on this adventure in another post.
After Las Vegas, Emmett and I came back up and moved into our new apartment. It's much spacier than our old apartment, has two bedrooms and is cheaper. All in all, much better. So now life is just lying around, trying to stay out of pain, trying to relieve pain and trying to not die of boredom. I have taken up knitting and am about 2/3 of the way done with my first baby blanket! I love it so far. I've been living off of Netflix, Hulu, Redbox, knitting, satellite, e-books, and Internet. I am slowly running out of things to watch. If anyone has any great suggestions, please let me know!
Anyways, I had a doctor's appointment today and one thing discussed was inducing me a little early because of the pain. So, my doctor is going to talk with the specialists and another associate, but it has been thrown out on the table to induce me around 38 weeks. So that means, I could have my kid in about five weeks! Wow! There is so much I need to do before then. Better get crackin'! Love you all!
How far along? 33 weeks on Thursday
How big is baby? One app says he is about 19 inches and 4.5 lbs
Total weight gain/loss: I lost about 20 lbs, but have finally started gaining some weight. So now my weight loss is at about 16 lbs.
Maternity clothes? Of course. Wouldn't be able to survive without them.
Sleep: Ugh, the third trimester insomnia is hitting! Sleep has been very hard to come by lately. It's killing me.
Best moment this week: Hearing that we might be able to meet our baby in about five weeks!
Movement: Like crazy! I sat and watched as my stomach moved from one side to the other a few days ago.
Food cravings: Weirdly, Gushers and actually carrots and ranch sounds really good lately.
Food Aversions: Eh not too much. Greasy food still doesn't sound too great, but nothing huge.
Gender: Boy!
Labor Signs: Been feeling some Braxton Hicks contractions. Other than that, not so much.
Pregnancy Symptoms: Same as last time, extremely tired, heartburn, lots of bathroom breaks, leg cramps.
Belly Button in or out? I'm actually still an innie. Woohoo!
What I miss: Being able to sleep on my stomach, eating Jimmy Johns and not having heartburn when just drinking water
What I am looking forward to: Getting and buying all of the baby stuff!
Milestones: Setting up the crib and finally looking pregnant
Wednesday, April 24, 2013
Greats and Scares
These past couple of weeks have given us a lot of scares and greats. It all started at my 15 week appointment. I was able to hear the heartbeat of the baby through the Doppler and we announced that day to everyone that we were pregnant. I had been waiting so long for this! Our immediate families knew and a couple of close friends, but that was it. That weekend, I had to go home for a family funeral. On the way back up to Salt Lake City on the following Monday, I received a call from my doctor's office with a scare. The blood test I had done on Thursday came back abnormal. This was the blood test that was a screener for Down Syndrome. Normally for a woman my age, the odds of DS are about 1 in 1250. Mine came back 1 in 72. Now this does not mean that I am automatically having a child with DS. It just means that I have a higher risk because of it. So they wanted to set me up with a genetic counselor to talk about options. To us, this didn't change anything for us. Children with Down Syndrome are some of the sweetest children there are. If Heavenly Father decided to place one of these children with us, then we would love and care for him just as much if the child did not have Down Syndrome. So we accepted and were looking forward to meeting with the genetic counselor for more information.
Then, on Wednesday, I got a call from my doctor. She started talking about the abnormal blood tests and meeting with a perinatologist, who is an obstetrician for high risk pregnancies. During all of this, she mentioned something about a mass that was found during my first ultrasound. At this, my heart dropped. I had never heard anything about a mass before. Was it on the baby? Was it on me? How big was it? What does it mean? I finished the conversation with my doctor in a stupor and didn't ask much questions. All I was left with was that I had an appointment the following Monday with a perinatologist and a genetic counselor for a detailed ultrasound and whatnot. I still had no idea about the mass. I was at work, in my classroom, and just started crying. One co-worker walked in and talked to me for a little bit and left. Soon after, my brother, also my co-worker, came in and asked what was wrong and it all spilled out again. After the conversation, it was decided that I needed to talk to my doctor again to find out more information. She eventually got back to me that night. She apologized that she had not mentioned the mass before. It had been noted by the radiologist that there was a mass found during the ultrasound. She said that it could be a pocket of fluid, a fibroid cyst, an ovarian cyst, etc. After finding out a little more information, I did feel somewhat better, but was looking to the appointment for much more information.
When we got to the appointment on Monday, they took us back for the ultrasound. For the first part of the ultrasound, a technician handled it while the genetic counselor talked to us. We were able to really get the DS scare out of the way. Because my due date is still up in the air, this can throw off the test. They were very positive that this was the reason that the test came back abnormal. We have the option to do a newer blood test that is a lot more definitive that we are think about. The amniocentesis was out of the question for us. During all of this though, I kept thinking, "Tell me more about the mass!" Eventually the tech finished up, printed off some pictures and left without saying much. I thought they weren't going to talk to us again. But the perinatologist, Dr. Esplin, soon came in. He started up on the ultrasound again, and eventually confirmed that I did have a mass and he was pretty sure it was a fibroid cyst, which is a benign tumor. So that is a relief in one way. The problem was how big it is. He measured it as 10 cm one way and couldn't measure it the other because it was too big. As he was doing the ultrasound, he kept moving up and up and eventually used his fingers to feel it. He had me feel it too. So it is big enough to feel!
With this fibroid cyst, I can still completely progress through my pregnancy with no problems. I just have to monitored often. There are a few things that can happen. It can stay the same size and just crowd the baby as he grows a little, but all will be well. It could also grow so fast that it will actually die and shrivel, which will actually cause me quite a bit of pain (not my favorite option!). The other is that it could grow and affect the growth of the baby and maybe cause pre-term labor (definitely not a favorite). So we are definitely praying for no more growth. Then after I have the baby, I would go back in and talk options about getting rid of the cyst.
Dr. Esplin was wonderfully informative and great with us. We will be meeting with him along with my original doctor during my pregnancy. But because I had to have an ultrasound early, he gave us an early present. He told us the gender of our baby! As he was doing some measuring, he asked if we had been told the gender or if we wanted to know. Definitely! So he started looking and our little stinker was in an awkward position. But it was so much fun to see our baby! The first ultrasound was so early, all we saw was a little spot still. So now we actually got to see our baby! Eventually, he froze the picture and showed us one leg and the other leg and the body part in between which pretty much showed that we have a boy! We also got to see a hand and a profile look at the baby. It was so great!
So we had our greats and our scares. I have been upgraded to a high-risk pregnancy because of the fibroid cyst being so large, but we are having a lot of faith that things will work out as we meet with the doctors who will help us. But this being said, any and all prayers on our behalf is always appreciated! We love you all!
Love,
Anne, Emmett and BABY BOY!
Then, on Wednesday, I got a call from my doctor. She started talking about the abnormal blood tests and meeting with a perinatologist, who is an obstetrician for high risk pregnancies. During all of this, she mentioned something about a mass that was found during my first ultrasound. At this, my heart dropped. I had never heard anything about a mass before. Was it on the baby? Was it on me? How big was it? What does it mean? I finished the conversation with my doctor in a stupor and didn't ask much questions. All I was left with was that I had an appointment the following Monday with a perinatologist and a genetic counselor for a detailed ultrasound and whatnot. I still had no idea about the mass. I was at work, in my classroom, and just started crying. One co-worker walked in and talked to me for a little bit and left. Soon after, my brother, also my co-worker, came in and asked what was wrong and it all spilled out again. After the conversation, it was decided that I needed to talk to my doctor again to find out more information. She eventually got back to me that night. She apologized that she had not mentioned the mass before. It had been noted by the radiologist that there was a mass found during the ultrasound. She said that it could be a pocket of fluid, a fibroid cyst, an ovarian cyst, etc. After finding out a little more information, I did feel somewhat better, but was looking to the appointment for much more information.
When we got to the appointment on Monday, they took us back for the ultrasound. For the first part of the ultrasound, a technician handled it while the genetic counselor talked to us. We were able to really get the DS scare out of the way. Because my due date is still up in the air, this can throw off the test. They were very positive that this was the reason that the test came back abnormal. We have the option to do a newer blood test that is a lot more definitive that we are think about. The amniocentesis was out of the question for us. During all of this though, I kept thinking, "Tell me more about the mass!" Eventually the tech finished up, printed off some pictures and left without saying much. I thought they weren't going to talk to us again. But the perinatologist, Dr. Esplin, soon came in. He started up on the ultrasound again, and eventually confirmed that I did have a mass and he was pretty sure it was a fibroid cyst, which is a benign tumor. So that is a relief in one way. The problem was how big it is. He measured it as 10 cm one way and couldn't measure it the other because it was too big. As he was doing the ultrasound, he kept moving up and up and eventually used his fingers to feel it. He had me feel it too. So it is big enough to feel!
With this fibroid cyst, I can still completely progress through my pregnancy with no problems. I just have to monitored often. There are a few things that can happen. It can stay the same size and just crowd the baby as he grows a little, but all will be well. It could also grow so fast that it will actually die and shrivel, which will actually cause me quite a bit of pain (not my favorite option!). The other is that it could grow and affect the growth of the baby and maybe cause pre-term labor (definitely not a favorite). So we are definitely praying for no more growth. Then after I have the baby, I would go back in and talk options about getting rid of the cyst.
Dr. Esplin was wonderfully informative and great with us. We will be meeting with him along with my original doctor during my pregnancy. But because I had to have an ultrasound early, he gave us an early present. He told us the gender of our baby! As he was doing some measuring, he asked if we had been told the gender or if we wanted to know. Definitely! So he started looking and our little stinker was in an awkward position. But it was so much fun to see our baby! The first ultrasound was so early, all we saw was a little spot still. So now we actually got to see our baby! Eventually, he froze the picture and showed us one leg and the other leg and the body part in between which pretty much showed that we have a boy! We also got to see a hand and a profile look at the baby. It was so great!
So we had our greats and our scares. I have been upgraded to a high-risk pregnancy because of the fibroid cyst being so large, but we are having a lot of faith that things will work out as we meet with the doctors who will help us. But this being said, any and all prayers on our behalf is always appreciated! We love you all!
Love,
Anne, Emmett and BABY BOY!
Pregnancy beginnings
So I'm jumping back on the blogging train since we are now expecting our baby. I figured I could do the first post on the happenings of the pregnancy.
I found out I was pregnant on February 2nd. I had been suspicious for about a week. I actually took a pregnancy test a week before, but it was too early. I figured I would try again on this Saturday. I first took a test and it looked positive, but was very light. So I decided I needed to know better. So I went to the store, bought two more cheaper tests and two slightly expensive digital ones. I took them home, used just a digital test and had a lot of surprise in my eyes as "Pregnant" came up. Even though I was suspicious, it still took me by surprise. Eventually, I had five tests staring back up at me with positive signs. I was dying to tell someone, but Emmett was still at work for another six hours. It about killed me to wait that long, but I didn't want to tell Emmett something this big in a text message. So I waited and it about killed me, but it was wonderful to see the shock and disbelief on his face as I told him.
I was able to set up my first prenatal appointment for Valentine's Day. It was just to go in and make sure that I was really pregnant and establish a relationship with the doctor. I still didn't quite believe that I was pregnant. I had started having some nausea, but still didn't believe it. We got a slight confirmation and also an appointment for an ultrasound because we were not firm on the due date. We got in to the ultrasound and found that we truly were pregnant and my due date was up in the air. I now had two due dates: October 3rd and October 14th. But we have figured that the baby will come when the baby wants to come.
During all of this, the nausea was hitting me hard. I was one of the ones who constantly had to eat in order to beat the nausea. I am lucky enough to say that I never did throw up, but I certainly did quite a bit of dry heaving and feeling absolutely miserable. I craved sushi like crazy(everything cooked thoroughly through) and veggies. My only huge aversion is to very greasy food and leftovers. Leftovers still make me gag, but I'm getting better.
Anyways, here is the little pregnancy questionnaire that I stole from my beautiful cousin, who is expecting a baby about a week before me! (Thanks Claire!)
How far along? 17 weeks tomorrow
How big is baby? Depends on which baby app I ask. My first one says the size of a turnip, about 5 inches from head to rump.
Total weight gain/loss: I've actually lost about 12 lbs, but since I was overweight to start with, I'm still doing okay.
Maternity clothes? Yep! I was actually very happy to get some because my regular ones were too uncomfortable. I can still wear some with the help of pregnancy bands that look like an undershirt at the bottom, but cover up the fact that my pants are not zipped! Wonderful!
Sleep: Not too great right now. I toss and turn a lot, and still have to go to the bathroom quite a bit.
Best moment this week: Seeing our baby in the ultrasound and finding out that the baby is a BOY!
Movement: None yet, but I'm hoping soon.
Food cravings: As always sushi!
Food Aversions: Greasy foods and too much sugar
Gender: Boy!
Labor Signs: Wow freak me out. Definitely not.
Pregnancy Symptoms: Extremely tired, lots of bathroom breaks, heartburn, etc
Belly Button in or out? Still innie, thankfully!
What I miss: Being able to eat without feeling sick at the end!
What I am looking forward to: Feeling fetal movement
Milestones: Getting maternity clothing and finding out the gender
I found out I was pregnant on February 2nd. I had been suspicious for about a week. I actually took a pregnancy test a week before, but it was too early. I figured I would try again on this Saturday. I first took a test and it looked positive, but was very light. So I decided I needed to know better. So I went to the store, bought two more cheaper tests and two slightly expensive digital ones. I took them home, used just a digital test and had a lot of surprise in my eyes as "Pregnant" came up. Even though I was suspicious, it still took me by surprise. Eventually, I had five tests staring back up at me with positive signs. I was dying to tell someone, but Emmett was still at work for another six hours. It about killed me to wait that long, but I didn't want to tell Emmett something this big in a text message. So I waited and it about killed me, but it was wonderful to see the shock and disbelief on his face as I told him.
I was able to set up my first prenatal appointment for Valentine's Day. It was just to go in and make sure that I was really pregnant and establish a relationship with the doctor. I still didn't quite believe that I was pregnant. I had started having some nausea, but still didn't believe it. We got a slight confirmation and also an appointment for an ultrasound because we were not firm on the due date. We got in to the ultrasound and found that we truly were pregnant and my due date was up in the air. I now had two due dates: October 3rd and October 14th. But we have figured that the baby will come when the baby wants to come.
During all of this, the nausea was hitting me hard. I was one of the ones who constantly had to eat in order to beat the nausea. I am lucky enough to say that I never did throw up, but I certainly did quite a bit of dry heaving and feeling absolutely miserable. I craved sushi like crazy(everything cooked thoroughly through) and veggies. My only huge aversion is to very greasy food and leftovers. Leftovers still make me gag, but I'm getting better.
Anyways, here is the little pregnancy questionnaire that I stole from my beautiful cousin, who is expecting a baby about a week before me! (Thanks Claire!)
How far along? 17 weeks tomorrow
How big is baby? Depends on which baby app I ask. My first one says the size of a turnip, about 5 inches from head to rump.
Total weight gain/loss: I've actually lost about 12 lbs, but since I was overweight to start with, I'm still doing okay.
Maternity clothes? Yep! I was actually very happy to get some because my regular ones were too uncomfortable. I can still wear some with the help of pregnancy bands that look like an undershirt at the bottom, but cover up the fact that my pants are not zipped! Wonderful!
Sleep: Not too great right now. I toss and turn a lot, and still have to go to the bathroom quite a bit.
Best moment this week: Seeing our baby in the ultrasound and finding out that the baby is a BOY!
Movement: None yet, but I'm hoping soon.
Food cravings: As always sushi!
Food Aversions: Greasy foods and too much sugar
Gender: Boy!
Labor Signs: Wow freak me out. Definitely not.
Pregnancy Symptoms: Extremely tired, lots of bathroom breaks, heartburn, etc
Belly Button in or out? Still innie, thankfully!
What I miss: Being able to eat without feeling sick at the end!
What I am looking forward to: Feeling fetal movement
Milestones: Getting maternity clothing and finding out the gender
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