I had another doctor appointment this week. My weight was the same as last time, so I haven't gained any in the last four weeks. My blood sugar was 119 and the cut-off is 140, so I don't have gestational diabetes (whew, I passed!). Everything looked normal, according to the doctor, and he's still measuring me a week ahead of what I am, so he called me 30 weeks where I would have said almost 29. I go back in three weeks.
We bought the crib and mattress last weekend and began the process of registering. Eventually we need to go back and finish registering, but at least we've started.
Guess that's it for today's update. According to people who know me in real life, I am finally getting that pregnant look. I know I've been pretty small thus far, but they say I definitely look pg now. Woot.
8w4d- 150 lbs.
12w4d- 148 lbs.
16w4d- 149 lbs.
20w4d- 154 lbs.
24w4d- 159 lbs.
28w4d- 159 lbs.
Oops, it's been a while since I've updated. Guess there hasn't been anything super noteworthy going on!
We half registered (we have to go back at some point and finish- we got overwhelmed and stopped), bought a crib, put it together, and decided on a date and time for my baby shower. Oh, and we had our childbirth preparation class last weekend. Very informative, but looong. I feel more prepared, with all the knowledge we got on what actually happens, but I'm also more nervous, since I know what really happens! Oy.
I had a doctor's appointment today. Doctor says baby is head down, with the back on my right side and butt and feet up by my ribs.
I gained three pounds since my last appointment, so I'm up twelve overall. I go back in two weeks, and then I think I go to once a week. Did somebody say homestretch?
1) DH is in the hospital with another flipping blood clot. Not fair. I wish someone could figure out why he keeps getting these so they can just FIX it. He's been there since late Tuesday night/early Wednesday morning, and there is no end in sight.
2) I have been spending as much time with him as I can, because I hate to leave him by himself at the hospital. I know he'll be fine on his own, but I still feel like crap every time I have to say goodbye.
3) I have been going in to work each day, and my heart just isn't in it. I love my job, but knowing that DH is laid up in the hospital in pain makes it so difficult to concentrate on the tasks before me.
4) I had been sleeping at the hospital next to DH's bed, till a little event this afternoon. Story follows.
I went in to work at 8. I know I ate breakfast- I had a big bowl of cereal, some fruit, and two milks. I ran errands and did what I needed to do, while trying to drink as much water as possible. It was HOT today- heat index had it over 100. I don't remember what I had for lunch- I'm totally blanking on that one. I left work around 3:45 and headed toward the house so I could take a shower and go back to the hospital. I started getting nauseous and short of breath, which happens sometimes while I'm driving lately. I did some breathing exercises, which didn't seem to be helping in the least. Then I started getting light-headed.. not good. My vision and hearing started going funny, and I knew I was about to black out. I pulled over to the side of the road, and put the car in park just in time. I'm not sure how long I sat there. A couple minutes, maybe. Then eventually my hearing started coming back in (with ringing), and so did my vision. It was still hard to focus- I felt dazed- but I wanted to get home so I drove slowly and went. I ended up taking a nap for almost an hour before taking a shower. I felt better after that, but didn't want to risk driving, so my best friend drove me to the hospital.
DH decided he wanted me to make sure I'm well rested, so he made me come home tonight to sleep in a comfortable bed (without nurses coming in to draw blood every few hours). He says I can come back in the morning, as long as I've eaten a good breakfast.
I've blacked out a few times before, but never while driving. It's almost always been after getting out of bed too quickly, or during a shower. It hasn't happened in a while- not since I've been pregnant. DH thinks I need to call my OB right away and let them know.. I think it can wait, and I'll just bring it up at my next appointment (five days away).
OK, I need to go to bed.. it is already too late, and I should have been in bed two hours ago.
Sorry if there are any typos. I usually catch them and correct them as I go, but I'm a little tired/distracted at the moment.
Oh, baby shower is next weekend. Hope DH is out of the hospital by then.
DH ended up being in the hospital for 11 days with his blood clots, and got discharged Saturday afternoon (the 11th). It was wonderful to have him home, but he was still having a lot of swelling, and some pain/discomfort. It was manageable, though, and not as bad as when he had been in the hospital.
He had a follow-up appointment scheduled for this afternoon with the hematologist, and had to get his blood drawn before then so they could check his levels and see if he needed to switch the dosage of his bloodthinner, etc.
Yesterday morning he wakes up in horrible pain. His leg is starting to look a little discolored again, and he's having trouble even putting weight on it (which hadn't been the case all week). He called the doctor's office, and they said they couldn't get him in any sooner, but gave him the go-ahead to take his painkiller more frequently till they could see him.
So I drive him to the blood place to get his bloodwork done, and we use one of their wheelchairs to get him in and out, cause walking is really not an option anymore. We stopped for lunch (Burger King, I know, not the healthiest, but I was hungry and it was convenient) and then drove up to the camp where I work to borrow a wheelchair from them (it's a camp for people with special needs, so we have a few extra chairs laying around). I fold it up and put it in the trunk, and then we get back in the car to head to a home medical place to get support stockings. Well.. we didn't make it.
Halfway up the driveway of camp, I felt my senses getting clouded, and I knew I was going to black out soon, like I had done a couple weeks ago. So I put the car in park, leaned back, and next thing I knew, I could hear DH on the phone with 911 freaking out, and I was mid-vomit. I had completely lost consciousness, and according to DH, it had lasted a couple minutes. That has NEVER happened to me before.. anytime I've blacked out (only a few times in my life), I've been aware of my surroundings, though not able to focus on them.
DH also called the other camp manager, who was luckily just up at the office, and she came to us right away, got me out of the car, and had me sit on the ground. EMTs came and took my vitals, and everything looked normal. They told me I should go to the hospital, especially since I'm 35 weeks pregnant (I agreed), and said I could either go in the ambulance or I could have our friend take us. I figured my vitals were fine and I was feeling less out of it, so I opted for our friend to take us.
We started driving toward the hospital (DH is still in a lot of pain, but is more worried about me than anything at this point), and even though I wasn't driving, I started to black out again. Our friend decided she wasn't messing with it, and pulled over into a fire station. They came out and took my vitals again (still normal), then put me into an ambulance and took me in.
Emergency room didn't even want to look at me, due to me being 35 weeks, and sent me straight up to the Childbirth Unit. They let me clean myself up (I had lost bowel control, besides the joy of puking), hooked me up to monitors, checked on the baby, and the baby is fine. Strong heartbeat, strong movement, looking fabulous, very few contractions (that's another story.. apparently I have occasional small contractions, but I can't really feel them. Oh well.). My doctor came in and said well, you look fine now, and these things happen, but I want to take some bloodwork and have you stay overnight so we can observe you. So I stayed overnight in the special care OB ward, and they checked the baby a few more times before I left. Everything still looks good, so they aren't worried about the baby at all. Whew!
They want me to take it easy for the rest of the pregnancy, though I'm not on bedrest. Driving is out now, obviously, and doctor wants me to try to stay inside (ie out of the heat).
Now on to DH. He stuck around until he knew the baby and I were ok and would be staying overnight, then headed down to the ER. Turns out he has a big clot in his right calf, and a small one developing in his left calf. They started him on pain meds and Heparin pretty quickly, since he'd JUST been there. Right now he's going down to have them do a TPA on his leg. That's the procedure where they stick a catheter on either side of the clot and shoot powerful clot busting medication at it from both directions.
Once again, it seems like he's in it for the long haul, but this time will be a little more difficult for us. I'm not allowed to drive, and the doctor doesn't want me staying at the hospital, so I need to depend on friends and family to get me there when they can so we can spend some time together. My best friend is more than willing to drive me but she's leaving tomorrow to begin her student teaching (3 hrs away).
On the plus side, this baby is healthy and not going anywhere, at least not yet. It is good news that he/she didn't decide to arrive while Daddy was in the ER. We still have a few weeks (probably) before we have to worry about that, and hopefully DH will be good as new by then. Hopefully.
If not.. I don't know. Guess we will tackle that one as it comes.
Just wanted to post about some of what I thought about during my brief stay in the hospital last night.
It sucked being apart from DH, since it was out of our control and neither of us could be there when the other needed us.
So while they had the monitor hooked up to my belly, I sat and listened to baby's heartbeat and felt baby moving around, and just thought.
There was a picture on the wall of a baby that had been born at 34 weeks, and that combined with what I was hearing and feeling made me want to scoop up that baby and just hold it and love it. This was the most connected I have felt with my baby, and I had this sense that we were in it together. We were separated from Daddy, but we were together, and no matter what happened, we would make it. Kind of like a "you and me, baby" feeling. I don't know if anyone knows what I'm talking about, but it really helped me connect with the pregnancy in a way I haven't before. I can't wait to hold my child in my arms for the first time and spend the rest of my life loving it.
That's all for now. I'm going to gather some stuff to take to DH, then wait for my chauffer (aka my best friend) to come back from her meeting so we can go over there. We might stop to shop for a diaper bag on the way.. she has more fashion sense than I do, so I'd like her input before she heads out of town.
I am doing fine, albeit exhausted and uncomfortable 90% of the time. DH is still in the hospital, but *may* get to come home tomorrow.
I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow morning, and then we go to once a week, I believe.
My mom will be taking me to my appointment, since I'm not allowed to drive. Hopefully on the way, we'll be stopping to get the crib bedding! MIL put a check in the mail, and this is one of those things I really want to do, just so I feel more prepared for the baby's arrival.
But the biggest news..... is that we decided on names! We've been tossing some around since we started TTC, and we finally decided today. Woot! Of COURSE I'm not posting them here. But I will be sure to post the name and a picture once the baby is born.
Nothing too exciting.
-Baby is head down.
-Doctor thinks it will be a 7 lb baby.
-Not effaced, but cervix is soft.
-Up two and a half pounds from last week. We'll round it to three, for simplicity's sake.
-Scheduled an appointment with a cardiologist for late next week, since I'm still having episodes where my heart rate goes up. It's more for my peace of mind than anything.
This weekend is Labor Day. DH's family has a reunion every year (this will be the fourth I've been to), and they're throwing me a baby shower the day before the reunion. Not too sure yet if I'll be getting things that will be useful or tacky.. we'll have to see! Hopefully everyone will include receipts, just in case.
I played volleyball with some friends last night on a sand court. That was FUN. Surprisingly, I wasn't the weakest link on the team, despite my protruding belly and lack of agility. DH was worried, but I reassured him that the sand would cushion the baby. I don't think he bought it. Oh well! It was the first time I'd really gotten out of the house in a while.
Oh, last Wednesday was my birthday. Lunch at Panera, followed by a pedicure and a haircut, then dinner at my parents'. Then this weekend we went out to dinner at Outback and saw Evan Almighty at the dollar theatre (although it cost $2.. odd). All in all, not a bad way to spend a birthday!
I'll be full term this Friday.. I'm sure I'm not delivering anytime soon, but as long as I can make it to then, I'm feeling good!
Oh, AND we may be changing our boy name! We had a boy name picked out while we were TTC, before we even got the BFP, but there is a new contender coming into play. I'm ok with either option, so I'm leaving it up to DH to make the final decision.
Last edited by indianajones; 08-28-2007 at 12:31 PM.
Again, no real news.
-cervix is still thinning
-lost two pounds again
Family baby shower was this weekend. We are blessed! We got so much stuff, and nearly all of it is useful. Diapers, clothes in sizes from newborn to 12 months, wipes, snuglis, blankets, bibs, a high chair, monitors, sheets, and so much more. My mother-in-law even made a scrapbook so we could fill in pictures for the baby's first year. Wow!
I have started to sort through the clothes to put them into sizes. I'll wash the stuff up to 3 months, probably, and put the rest away somewhere. Sometime this week I'd like to get a small dresser. Right now all that's in there is a small 2 drawer end table from our bedroom outfit. I'd also like to put a small bookcase in there.
I played soccer on Sunday night and ended up pretty sore for a couple days, but I'm feeling a lot better now. I won't be playing next week, though! I guess I've reached my limit.
If I hear one more time that I am too small to be giving birth in a few weeks, I swear I am going to drop kick someone to Zimbabwe. The same lady that told me that today (stranger at the store) informed me that I will be having a girl, and that for all her siblings and nieces and nephews, she predicted their genders and was never wrong.
I think I lost my mucous plug (or at least part of it) a few days ago. Today I had contractions that were slightly more uncomfortable than normal, but I don't think they were the real deal.
Yesterday we got a ND onesie, since my due date is the day before a big home game. We're planning on bringing baby home in that. We also got a changing table/dresser from my parents (leftover from their fostering days). It has two big drawers on the bottom and a section with doors we can put diapers and stuff in. Today we returned some of the duplicate stuff from the showers and put that store credit toward a glider/rocker for the baby's room. We also got 2 nursing bras that seem like they will be fairly comfortable. This afternoon I washed all the clothes 0-6 months. I'll fold them and put them away tomorrow, probably.