Dave and I found out this morning that I am pregnant. HPT showed a light pink line next to the control line, and they say there are no false positives... It is an Answer brand early response test. I'm going to buy another pack today to retest with over the next few days.
It's only our second month trying! I'm pretty shocked because I only have one good tube, and probably quite a bit of scar tissue inside me from lots of past surgeries. But Dave and I gave it a great try this cycle, and the gods have smiled on us.
weight: 140 ***edited to add, for vanity's sake, this was in the afternoon, and I was clothed; see 7/12 for weight update***
EDD: if you go by my LMP, it's March 15, 2005; if you go by my conception date, it's March 17. So, we'll average it and say March 16.
Took another HPT this am, another brand. It took longer to show up, and I had a heart attack waiting, thinking I had lost the pregnancy. But the line appeared. I called the doc and now I get to go in for a blood test tomorrow. It's just a +/- test, not a beta quant. I tried to get it today, but the line was too long and I didn't have time.
Symptoms so far?
I was really moody over the weekend. Teary, really. And I am not a cryer. I am eating everything in sight. I have twinges and cramps every once in a while. Otherwise, no clue that I would be pregnant except AF being late and the two pos HPTs.
Got the blood results today, positive. Scheduled my first appt. with the midwife for Aug. 18 at 2pm. Hope the baby stays put until then.
Had a tinge of brown blood yesterday, but I'm not worried. I remember that happening last time. And the spotting returned, a little redder at about 6 or 8 weeks, if I recall. The RE put me on progesterone suppositories, but only because I pressured him. He said if I was going to miscarry, I would miscarry with or without the suppositories. I didn't, thankfully.
I am pretty hungry every day, but have developed a virus in my throat that makes it difficult to swallow. So, I went to my physician today to have my very sore throat and swollen glands checked. She did a throat culture but results won't be in until Monday at the earliest. Why do I always get sick on Fridays? I've been taking acetaminophen (sp?) cuz it seems safest at this point.
No morning sickness yet. And no gastritis yet. That was the killer last time - debilitating stomach pain. If it returns, I'll have to get my physician to re-prescribe the stomach-coating med she got me last pregnancy. It helped and it was safe. I am extremely weary, but I'm sure it is mostly due to the virus. I am about to fall into bed (early, for once) after I submit this. Will wake up in 1.5 hours, though, to nurse and change the boy. I hope he'll let me sleep 7 hours uninterrupted again tonight. He's done that the last two nights! Of course, last night, my throat hurt so bad that I tossed and turned all night, so he might as well have gotten me up!
I have a feeling that my milk supply is decreasing, but Nicholas doesn't seem to be increasing his liquid intake (soy milk, water, cow's milk) from his sippy cup. I need to pay more attention to that over the next few days.
Today is the anniversary of little Donut's death, seven years ago. He was our 2yo Italian Greyhound, who loved his life, loved his people, and loved his pal Rocket. His death was senseless, but happened nonetheless. He was in someone else's backyard in a neighborhood he didn't know while Dave was at work, and as far as we could tell, the July 4 fireworks sent him scrambling over the chainlink fence into the wide world. (He was terribly afraid of thunder.) Lost for six days, he was finally found dead on the roadside, newly hit by a car, during the morning rush hour of July 10.
The whole week of uncertainty and panic was compounded by Dave's and my separation at the time, and the lack of motivation his girlfriend had to look for the dog lost from her very backyard. Having to go to her house, walk her neighborhood daily, not to mention see her face, was an agony I had to endure to find my dog. The irony: she was the one who found him on her way to work on July 10. Dave and I picked him up from her and took him to our vet to have his body cremated. When we got back to my house, poor Rocket smelled the blood on our clothes.
Every year it is a little easier for me to think of him without crying, but around this time of year I feel particularly raw. The memories I have of that time are sickening, of knowing he was lost and scared for so long, but that we must have been so close to him every day as we scoured that part of town, just to have him come to his tragic end all the same. Even though Dave and I did as much as we could humanly do to locate him, and we were able to put aside our differences of the moment and work as a family, I felt like such a failure. I still do. I had let my little fellow down when he had given me so much during his two short years. I know Donut is in a happy place and that he has forgiven me. I love you, Donut, and will always.
I weighed 136 nekkid this morning, but weighed 140 last week in the middle of the day with clothes on. I weighed in at 138 clothed and shod at the dr's office on Friday. ??? I guess as my "baseline weight" I'll choose the nekkid figure, 136, since it's the lowest and my vanity needs to be fed now before I start packing on the pounds and can't find any reason to feel pretty. I'll just weigh from now on in the a.m. every Monday. And the really cool thing is, 136 was my starting weight for my pregnancy with Nicholas!!! Yes, I got down to my orig. weight, but I haven't seen my waist since October 2002.
I swear that if it were three days before my period I would believe you. No symptoms of pg, just kind of PMS-y. Gassy, bloated, a few twinges now and then, but nothing to bat an eyelash at. I was whipped on Saturday, but that was probably more my throat virus than the pg.
BP (from dr's visit Friday): 90/60
Still no further symptoms, thankfully. I have five more weeks of night class and I would rather not be throwing up while teaching. I'm sure it will hit me sooner rather than later, though.
I've gotten myself into a real funk today. It may be hormones. I have felt really pretty good the last few months. The chronic depression seems to have lifted. I like to think that it is still gone, and that the malaise du jour is only temporary. I will just have to sit with it and see how it goes. It is such a trial for me to have these icky feelings at the same time as I've got to be parenting Nicholas. I've never had to divide myself so before. While I would like to get a bead on exactly what is happening in my head to make me feel so morose, I have to keep on being mommy: entertaining, smiling at, laughing with, playing with, walking with, tickling, nursing, and feeding the baby. Some may welcome such pleasures as distracting ways to put off the bad feelings, but there's no putting off for me. The funk is still there through all those activities, and I feel I'm not doing a very good acting job with N. Now that he's asleep, I'll probably just let it all wash out and then go to sleep myself a bit early tonight. Little beany will probably appreciate that.
Doing just fine, I guess. It's tough not to question an altogether absence of symptoms. I had some sharp cramping in my right ovary this morning, but it could be the corpus luteum cyst. I remember that from last pregnancy. I am tired, but every time I try to go to bed before my normal time (about 12:30am), I can't sleep. What luck.
Nicholas is doing so wonderfully. We had a sweet little birthday party in the backyard for him yesterday. He's such a good boy. And of course, he is waking from his nap as I type, which is always a jolt back to reality. I've been trying to catch up on my teaching while he, DH, and my BIL (Gary visiting from FL) are napping, but it appears the work time is coming to an end.
YET another rainstorm outside today. We have been flooded twice already this month. At least Mother Nature is protecting us from drought this summer.
Feeling totally non-pregnant. Took Nicholas for his 1-yr checkup this morning and got referred to the general surgeon for his umbilical hernia and hydroceles. Also have to go in for a blood test to check lead and hemoglobin, and also a hearing test.
Feeling really burned out with teaching, but must persevere four more weeks for the night classes. Five more months left of online classes, but those are much easier for me.
6w3d (I think)
ILs are visiting. I am really, really exhausted and can't eat very much at one time. Lots to get done with teaching and housework, plus the in-laws insist on eating out every meal so I won't have to cook, but eating out every meal turns into kind of an ordeal with waiting for a table, and having to keep the baby happy, etc. Don't look a gift horse...
Not sure what else to report. ILs are beside themselves at the good news. MIL wants to tell the rest of her kids ASAP, but I want to wait just a little while longer. Don't have the strength right now, really. Maybe I'll let Dave call them all. There are three brothers on his side, and I have a sister. It'll take a whole afternoon to fill everyone in.
We finally got the right babygates for the stairs, but who knows when Dave will have time to install them. I am really, really tired of following Nicholas around all over the house to keep him from killing himself going headlong down the stairs. The boy has no sense of height being deadly. Well, got to feed the dogs, then get back to online teaching. MIL is feeding the baby his lunch, but it's almost over. Not sure how to keep him busy while I continue to work.
Feeling more and more pregnant every day. Just feel generally lousy and mildly nauseated and dizzy. The idea of food doesn't thrill me, but once I start eating I'm okay. The ILs have been away today to MD and will return tomorrow afternoon for two more days of visiting with us. Lots and lots to do with kitchen renovation, teaching, and doctor's appointments before I take them to the airport Thursday afternoon. How, oh how, will it all get done?
Started spotting red blood today. It was only a little bit, and within a few hours it turned to brown blood. I have no idea what this means, but I do know that I spotted red blood for several days last pregnancy and all was fine. Everything I read says, as long as I don't have cramps with it, it is probably not anything to worry about. So...I'm working hard at not worrying, and not doing much of anything else (too worried! LOL ).
Nicholas has had a rough night going to sleep tonight, and I'm afraid that doesn't bode well for the overnight. He had his chicken pox and MMR shots last Monday, and they say that after a week, symptoms of slight infection may show up (fever, little rash, etc.). Maybe he's starting not to feel good? Don't know, but I just know I don't feel good either and would appreciate some sleep. I'm already getting up at all hours to pee, which was NOT part of my last pregnancy. Don't like it one bit.
Gee, this is longer than I meant it to be. Oh, I forgot to weigh myself this a.m. I will try to remember tomorrow.