Two Weeks Away From the Big One Two

Holy wow, I am almost ten weeks.  Two weeks away from said safe spot, 12 weeks.  Really, seriously, I know, I know, almost there. ::eeeeeeeeee!::

Now to update, I have been feeling well.  No morning sickness, thank goodness.  Food aversions have gotten better, I am able to eat a lot more protein.  And smoothies, oh you heavenly delicious thing you, with greek yogurt have been...hmmm..let me think here....one of the most amazing things I have gotten to know in the past ten weeks.  I drink you up and I don't feel guilty if I have seconds, yea I said it. Am I talking to a smoothie here?  Too early to blame things on hormones?  Anywhoo, when I am not falling asleep on the couch I have been able to keep up on my exercise.  I used to walk about two miles a day, now I am averaging about 1.7 each time.  Not too shabby. 

Let's see what else, oh my doctor called me a few weeks ago.  After my seven week appointment I got 13 vials of blood taken. The only thing that was good about the previous sentence was being able to eat graham crackers and drink grape juice after they robbed me of my blood. Hello, grade school, I miss you. Ok back to the real story, he called me and told me I actually have two blood diseases.  One, which causes blood clotting, and another which can also cause blood clots, miscarriages, higher risk of abnormalities, spina bifida and down's syndrome. One reason, among others, is that my body breaks down folic acid and tries not to bring it in.  The above freaks me out almost daily.

With the realization of having Leiden Factor 5 and the MTHFR mutation (yes I know what that looks short for, let's keep movin' people) I am on a high dose of blood thinners, which sounds not so bad except it's in the form of a shot, yuck.  I take it once a day, in the stomach.  Luckily, it really doesn't hurt, just stings a little.  The worst part is the bruising.  I have palm sized bruises on my stomach, which is definitely not fun.  I look like mother of the year already!

All in all, I have been doing good. I get to see the doctor next Wednesday.  I will be sure to update after that. Love you all!

October 28, 2011

Is our official due date.  Sorry I am just now posting, we have been in a bubble of complete bliss the past few days.  I'll start from the beginning..

On Wednesday I went in and met with my new doctor.  He seems like a really great doctor.  Different from what I am used to, but it makes me feel more secure.  He is more serious, not so many jokes, just down to business with plans and concerns.  He switched up the vitamins and medications that I was on.  Which made me feel great because my dad always kind of gave the side eye to what I was on.  I left my appointment on Wednesday feeling great about the switch to a new doctor and nervous for the next day.  For I had a sonogram.  Exciting yes, but I am so used to bad news my mind totally went there.

After only getting four hours of sleep I rolled out of bed on Thursday, mixed emotions but feeling pretty ok.  I get ready, drink the 32 ounces of water they make you drink before the sonogram so they can see things clearer and head out the door. 

At about 10:30 Chris meets me at the hospital (where they do the sonograms) we walk on back and wait for my name to get called.

At about 10:50 I am almost crying in pain thinking for sure this bladder is about to burst and this will not be fun for anyone around me.  For the strict concern of others, I ninja sneak into the bathroom to relieve some pain.  No luck I'm dying.  Seriously.

Finally at 11:15 they call me back.  I get into the room, politely warn them I may pee all over there table and I'm sorry in advance if that does so happen.  I lay back on the table they goo me up and they turn the monitor towards us.  I see black, I see nothing.  Freaking out I am yelling at the lady asking why there is nothing in there.  She informs me that is my bladder, which is gigantic and that she is proud of me for my water drinking and pee holding abilities.  That's right. 

She looks down a little further and Chris and I see the most precious thing we have ever seen in our lives.  We actually see a baby. A BABY!  There really is a baby in there.  This really is happening.  Wow.  She showed us the heart beat fluttering away. I literally could not believe what I was seeing. 

After the ultrasound they sit you in a waiting room.  I remember my nurse telling me if there is nothing wrong with the baby they will let you go.  If there is something wrong, I have to wait for the doctor.  As Chris and I nervously sit there all we can think is with our luck something is not right.  And after about a good long 30 seconds of waiting we were sure of it.  But after a whole minute she came back and told us we were free to leave.  And at that point we sat there.  Not believing at how incredibly perfect this day has been for us.

Here are a few pictures of our love, our little baby.

A little Patrick from Spongebob. Right?!

Does it get anymore exciting than that?  For us anyways, I really don't think so.



Seven Week Appointment

Holy cow.  I made it to the infamous seven week appointment!  Tomorrow afternoon I am going in to see the new doctor.  I am really hoping it works out.  I don't want finding a doctor turning into an interview process.  That would be a little out of control.  Onto more important things, I won't be getting an ultrasound tomorrow, total boo for sure.  I guess he waits until he sees you then schedules.  WHY?! To drive people crazy I suppose.  Oh well, hopefully I will be getting that done this week!

So let's talk food aversions.  The biggest thing I can't eat is...MEA.. Ok I can't type the full word I may get sick.  Let's spell it like this, Meet.  Ehh yuck.  Chris is very disappointed as he is tired of eating various kid type foods and cereals. Good side.. I haven't cooked in a week!  Maybe these "food aversions" should stick around for awhile.  Yes Chris, I'm kidding. :o)

Well I am off, it is cruddy outside so I need to walk on the treadmill.  I have been dreading it all day.  Treadmills are made by the devil, yes I'm sure of it. Talk to you all soon!

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I am exhausted 24/7.  It's even more cruel that I can't drink coffee.  That's just not even right at all.  But all in all I am feeling okay.  Except the fact that I am a nervous wreck all the time.  I am always thinking I am doing something wrong.  Which in turn will result in me losing this baby.  Remember I told you I was dramatic?  So here is what I am currently doing....

1.  Do not lay on stomach.
2.  Don't cough too hard.
3.  Avoid all speed bumps and potholes (thanks Deb!).
4.  Keep all laughing to a minimum.
5.  They tell me not to eat soft cheese, well hell I am taking that above and beyond.  No cheese at all for me. Oh yeah that's going to score me some points foooor suuuure!
6.  Never bend over or turn sideways too fast.  You don't want that little sucker poppin' out of there ya know.
7.  And finally tell your husband you can't clean at all.  For starters the fumes, ah duh, and second I'm exhausted.

So really 1-6 are a little fabricated.  Number 7 let's just say it's debatable. 

In latest news, I started my search for a new doctor and I really hope my two hour search on google reviews pays off.  We shall find out on March 9th.  I guess he schedules the ultrasounds after appointments so I won't have any pictures that day but that's ok.  But here's the kicker, if I don't like him I have another appointment with my old doctor on March 11th.  Now that's what I like to call smooth plannin'. 

Talk to you all soon :)

Finally Home!

Sorry I am just now blogging this!  I was so tired yesterday after driving home and had a busy day today.  My HCG came back at 177.  That is almost double from Wednesday!  We are hoping and praying that this is the one.  I have a really good feeling about it. Which I guess practically means nothing. :o)

Well I am sorry for this poor excuse for a blog, I did some yard work today and I am beat.  I will talk to you all soon!

Well Alright Then

Today was quite the day.  This is how it rolled...

9:00-   Got blood taken.
10:00- Keepin myself busy, I stroll into Hallmark.
10:20- Spend $50 on crap I didn't need but it felt good buying it to pass time.
11:00- Go out to lunch with my mom.
11:55- Bug my Dad about test results.
12:00- Return the $50 of said crap to Hallmark.
12:30- Get lost in Walmart.
1:00-   Bug my dad some more.  Threaten him a few times (that gets things movin ya know).
1:10-   Dad calls me.  Heart sinks, I think at that point it was somewhere between my lower intestines and upper bowel.  What?!  Wait those are connected right?  Whatever...

I will use the following quotes with names in front, to be honest those "" whatever thingies always confused me. Shh, be nice to me.

Dad:  "Well, I think you can get kind of excited."
Little Old Me: "Say huh?"
Dad:  "Your HCG is 98, and your progesterone is 23."
Me:   "You said 9.8 and 2.3 right?"
Dad:  "Nope, you heard me lady."  The previous statement is true, I am quite a lady.

So there I was in asile 21 at Walmart, in between the Charmin and Cottonelle.  Crying. And really this is Walmart, I didn't even get looked at funny.  

In all seriousness, Chris and I are very hopeful.  We are still taking this one day at a time.  Not to mention, I still have to pass Fridays test. And Lord knows if my life was based upon HCG Quants, I'd fail at life.  So I really honestly can't sit here and talk about how excited I am.  Because I just don't know yet.  Today gave me a pretty good guess.  But I want to see what Friday is all about.  I know I will be a nervous wreck throughout the first trimester so we are going to take this slow.  Thank you friends and family for prayers.  It truly means a lot. I am leaving here after my blood test on Friday.  Will update you all then.

Wait a Second....

So I have been feeling pregnant again.  I won't go through the symptoms, at this point ya got it down!  I thought it was all in my head since I had an HCG blood test.  Well, I'm guessing it was too early.  I took a pregnancy test this morning and I got a positive.  I'm not sure how to really feel right now.  I guess I am scared, nervous, and anticipating the worst. 

I'm leaving here in about an hour to head to Nebraska and my dog sitter is going to hold down the fort here.  Yes, I did say dog sitter. Anyways, they are going to do a progesterone test and maybe an HCG Quant, great.  I have been down this road twice and whatever the outcome of this I know that we will be okay.  We will move on.  The one thing I can't do is stop trying.  Stop believing in hope.  Because after all of this, I know one day I will be holding a precious little miracle.  And all of this pain is most definitely worth it. 

I also want to apologize to friends and family for not calling them first.  I hope there are no ill feelings reading this on a blog.  To be honest with you, I don't think there is anyway I can call everyone and tell them I'm pregnant, because if something happens again I can't make that phone call.  I love you all and I just wanted to keep everyone updated.  A few extra prayers never hurt that's for sure!

Will give you an update tomorrow night.  I'm praying for high numbers!