We survived and had very merry Christmas. The only part I really dread about the holidays is the increased risk of spreading illnesses. When I was 30 weeks pregnant with Ethan I was 'lucky' enough to get a nasty stomach bug that landed me a trip to L&D, where I received 3 bags of fluids and the news that the throwing up and dehydration caused my cervix to start dilating. I have prayed for months that myself and my family would remain healthy this holiday season. Well...it just wasn't in the cards for us this year. :(
My hubby was restless throughout the night on Christmas eve, so when we woke up Christmas morning and he was overly tired we just figured it was because he didn't get good sleep. As the day went on he grew more and more fatigue so by 3:00 he was beyond ready for nap. After we arrived at our second and final stop for the day, he went in and laid down sleeping for almost 2 hours. Once he got up and walked into the living room where we were all sitting it was very apparent that he didn't feel well. I touched his face and he was burning up...fever of 102.6 to be exact. I didn't want to go home until it came down since we were only 20 minutes from the hospital at that point and if we went home we would be an hour and fifteen minutes from the hospital. After dosing him up with Tylenol, putting him in quarantine down stairs, forcing fluids down his gullet and getting him to eat some jello then waiting 2 hours, his temp lowered to 100.5. We were confident it was going in the right direction so we made the trek home.
He slept all night but didn't feel much better today. His temp was back up to 101.5 so we started him back on the regime of Tylenol and decided he would not be going with me to my doctors appointment. I was full of mixed emotions. I knew he had no business going but he had gone with me to all my appointments, with this pregnancy and during the pregnancy with Ethan. I was confident everything would be ok but so many what ifs were going through my mind. Thankfully my mother-in-law was already planning on coming over to watch Ethan, so he was able to stay in bed and just focus on resting.
Meanwhile at the doctors office, after getting weighed in and situated in the room the nurse compared my numbers to two weeks ago and about came unglued when my weight showed I lost 6 pounds. LOL!! I explained how it had been entered wrong two weeks ago and she finally calmed down. Doctor measured me...right on track, listened to baby...healthy 160 bpm, great blood pressure...124/62. Then I told her I thought he had flipped and was currently in the breech position, so she said lets see. Sure enough, he has flipped. Great!! ::insert sarcasm:: Doctor is confident he will flip back but said she wouldn't get to concerned about it until 34 weeks. She said her concern is the fact that he is so low already and the strength of the contractions I'm having. They are not regular but they are intense and lasting a couple minutes at a time. When I told her about hubby being sick and asked what applied differently to me being pregnant then someone who wasn't. She said, if I was to get sick and my temp reached 102' then I was to go straight into L&D...no ifs, ands, or butts about it.
Then, this evening before Ethan and I could get through dinner, he told me he didn't feel well. I took his temp and sure enough...102.1. Ugh!! I hope he and the hubby get to feeling better ASAP and that I am lucky enough to not get sick at all. I ask for your prayers for not only that I stay healthy but that the contractions subside and I am able to continue this pregnancy for several more weeks.
Wednesday, December 26, 2012
Friday, December 14, 2012
Good results...
We had our doctor's appointment yesterday and all seems to be well. I had my glucose tolerance test so we had to get to the lab 15 min before my appointment so I could drink that oh so yummy drink (blahhh...so gross). After gagging it down we get signed in with our doctor and are informed she is running about 15 minutes behind. No biggie...that is normal for her. Our appointments go pretty quick once we are in the room so as long as I was able to get back to the lab within the hour I didn't mind the wait...I wasn't going any where anyway. 30 minutes passed and we were still waiting in the waiting room. Oy...it's going to be one of those days, I thought to myself. There is a 60" TV that sits on the check in counter and it has all the doctors in the clinic listed and shows whether they are on time or delayed, and if delayed by how long. Surprise surprise....my dr is now running 1 hour and 20 minutes behind. We figured she had a delivery. When my hour was just about up, we notified the front desk and ran back to the lab for my blood draw. Then back to the waiting room. (Come to find out their computer system was down, so they couldn't see any patients)
Finally they called my name and we were able to get on with the show. Got weighed in and then taken to my room. Blood pressure done. The nurse had my name labels which she writes my vitals down on and was entering stuff into the computer when I look down and see what she wrote my weight down as. Holy bug eyes!!! There is no way that is right. My blood pressure was a little low for me but I figured that was because I was feeling nauseous from the lovely glucose drink. After the nurse left the room I began my tirade about 'my weight'. This has been a topic for the past 3 months so I didn't want to seem crazy but there is just no way that is right. I weighed myself, fully dressed, before we left the house and our scale is always within a few pounds of the doctors office. Not 10 pounds different!!! My husband begged me not to say anything to the doctor and just let it play out in two weeks when we go back. I am preparing for the discussion in two weeks when it's going to look like I've lost weight. Ugh!
Since we had to wait so long to see the doctor the lab had completed my CBC and had the results entered into the computer. She said my iron showed in the 'abnormal' range (low) but the 'normal' range is for non pregnant and being pregnant it can be 'one point lower'. So then it should be between 11-? (I can't remember what the top number is). Mine is 11.7 so right now I don't have to take an iron supplement, like I had to do with Ethan. Also, my RBC, hematocrit and lymphocytes are low and my neutrophil absolute is high. My dr didn't seem to concerned about anything but in my 'professional' observation/opinion it seems like I may be getting ready to get sick and that my body is trying to fight it off already.
Doctor checked my belly and baby is head down. I was pretty sure of that since my ribs have become like a soccer ball. The other night he was very active so I had the hubs put his fingers on my belly, where all the action was going on. It was so funny, as Michael would push on my belly, Elliott would kick back..this went on for a couple minutes. All I could think about was how this could be a sign of how his personality is going to be...the 'don't push me or tell me what to do' kind. lol!
I am basically done with shopping for Christmas, with the exceptions of some 'bag filler' aka candy. I have one thing to make for Ethan then I'm all done!! Woo hoo!!
I close with my monthly belly pic.
Finally they called my name and we were able to get on with the show. Got weighed in and then taken to my room. Blood pressure done. The nurse had my name labels which she writes my vitals down on and was entering stuff into the computer when I look down and see what she wrote my weight down as. Holy bug eyes!!! There is no way that is right. My blood pressure was a little low for me but I figured that was because I was feeling nauseous from the lovely glucose drink. After the nurse left the room I began my tirade about 'my weight'. This has been a topic for the past 3 months so I didn't want to seem crazy but there is just no way that is right. I weighed myself, fully dressed, before we left the house and our scale is always within a few pounds of the doctors office. Not 10 pounds different!!! My husband begged me not to say anything to the doctor and just let it play out in two weeks when we go back. I am preparing for the discussion in two weeks when it's going to look like I've lost weight. Ugh!
Since we had to wait so long to see the doctor the lab had completed my CBC and had the results entered into the computer. She said my iron showed in the 'abnormal' range (low) but the 'normal' range is for non pregnant and being pregnant it can be 'one point lower'. So then it should be between 11-? (I can't remember what the top number is). Mine is 11.7 so right now I don't have to take an iron supplement, like I had to do with Ethan. Also, my RBC, hematocrit and lymphocytes are low and my neutrophil absolute is high. My dr didn't seem to concerned about anything but in my 'professional' observation/opinion it seems like I may be getting ready to get sick and that my body is trying to fight it off already.
Doctor checked my belly and baby is head down. I was pretty sure of that since my ribs have become like a soccer ball. The other night he was very active so I had the hubs put his fingers on my belly, where all the action was going on. It was so funny, as Michael would push on my belly, Elliott would kick back..this went on for a couple minutes. All I could think about was how this could be a sign of how his personality is going to be...the 'don't push me or tell me what to do' kind. lol!
I am basically done with shopping for Christmas, with the exceptions of some 'bag filler' aka candy. I have one thing to make for Ethan then I'm all done!! Woo hoo!!
I close with my monthly belly pic.
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Saturday, December 1, 2012
Hello 3rd Trimester!!
Well here I am...rounding 3rd base, heading towards home (aka baby). So excited!
I would be lying if I didn't admit to having my panic moments but all in all, I can't wait to hold my precious lil guy in my arms. I love carrying my babies in my womb and I love holding them in my arms, it's the process from point a to point b that gets me. Even though I've been through this once and had a basic text book perfect labor and delivery, all the unknowns get my heart racing. I'm confident everything will be just fine, yet it's still unnerving to think about the process to get my little guy in my arms.
During our labor and delivery tour we learned that we would be in "recovery" for 2 hours after delivery. Wow...we only had 1 hour with Ethan before they moved us to our post partum room. We know we want that first hour to be just the 3 of us. That time is so precious and can never be gotten back. We used that time with Ethan to nurse and just spend time being a family. I savored every minute we had and can still remember it like it was yesterday. Elliott deserves that same time. We decided during the 2nd hour we wanted Ethan to come in and us spend time as a whole family. They will not let Ethan in the 'recovery' room without another adult in the room, so someone can help with him and still allow hubby to tend to me and the baby. We figured there would be no way to pick just one person to come in with him, so family and friends will get to take turns coming in to 'help' and meet our new bundle. Obviously if I deliver in the wee hours of the morning, Ethan will meet his brother after he gets up. :)
I have been feeling pretty good. I have completed my 6 weeks of physical therapy on my back and it feels awesome. I am truly amazed at the difference it made. My nose bleeds are better, minus the one I had yesterday, but it wasn't to bad. I now have a head cold so that is making things interesting. I refuse to blow my nose on the side that is prone to the bleeds but thankfully the congestion and pressure hasn't been to bad. I had some fairly painful round ligament pains earlier in the week. Followed by a pain in my groin that hurt so bad I couldn't hardly walk. I'm guessing he is having a growth spurt and my body is just trying to keep up. Who knows!?! I also started having braxton hicks, which I am not to excited about. I didn't have them this early with Ethan and since my body knows what to do already, I don't like having them at this stage. Just one more thing to think and worry about. I increased my fluid intake and it has seemed to help. Of course that means I've increased my trips to the bath room too. lol.
We had our family/maternity pictures taken. Things didn't go exactly as planned but I am loving how they turned out. Here's a few:
I would be lying if I didn't admit to having my panic moments but all in all, I can't wait to hold my precious lil guy in my arms. I love carrying my babies in my womb and I love holding them in my arms, it's the process from point a to point b that gets me. Even though I've been through this once and had a basic text book perfect labor and delivery, all the unknowns get my heart racing. I'm confident everything will be just fine, yet it's still unnerving to think about the process to get my little guy in my arms.
During our labor and delivery tour we learned that we would be in "recovery" for 2 hours after delivery. Wow...we only had 1 hour with Ethan before they moved us to our post partum room. We know we want that first hour to be just the 3 of us. That time is so precious and can never be gotten back. We used that time with Ethan to nurse and just spend time being a family. I savored every minute we had and can still remember it like it was yesterday. Elliott deserves that same time. We decided during the 2nd hour we wanted Ethan to come in and us spend time as a whole family. They will not let Ethan in the 'recovery' room without another adult in the room, so someone can help with him and still allow hubby to tend to me and the baby. We figured there would be no way to pick just one person to come in with him, so family and friends will get to take turns coming in to 'help' and meet our new bundle. Obviously if I deliver in the wee hours of the morning, Ethan will meet his brother after he gets up. :)
I have been feeling pretty good. I have completed my 6 weeks of physical therapy on my back and it feels awesome. I am truly amazed at the difference it made. My nose bleeds are better, minus the one I had yesterday, but it wasn't to bad. I now have a head cold so that is making things interesting. I refuse to blow my nose on the side that is prone to the bleeds but thankfully the congestion and pressure hasn't been to bad. I had some fairly painful round ligament pains earlier in the week. Followed by a pain in my groin that hurt so bad I couldn't hardly walk. I'm guessing he is having a growth spurt and my body is just trying to keep up. Who knows!?! I also started having braxton hicks, which I am not to excited about. I didn't have them this early with Ethan and since my body knows what to do already, I don't like having them at this stage. Just one more thing to think and worry about. I increased my fluid intake and it has seemed to help. Of course that means I've increased my trips to the bath room too. lol.
We had our family/maternity pictures taken. Things didn't go exactly as planned but I am loving how they turned out. Here's a few:
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