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33 Weeks!

Heeeeeey ladies and lads! I’m going to update y’all, but first, let me take a selfie

33weeks
How far along? 33 weeks now.
Total weight gain: As of my last doctor’s appointment (last Thursday), I’m at a 16.2 pound gain. Not great, not horrible.
Maternity clothes? Usually I say here that hell yeah, all maternity clothes but guys, my pants AREN’T maternity… they’re amazing pjs that could pass as summer dress pants!
Stretch marks? There isn’t any noticeably new ones, but my stomach constantly feels like someone is rubbing fiberglass on it so I’m guessing I’ll get some very soon.
Sleep: I slept Saturday night for a 4 hour stretch, and that’s the best sleep has been in a long time. I’m awake pretty much every two hours at this point to either go to the washroom or have a drink.
Best moment this week: My doctor telling me I was being prescribed a massage to get rid of my headaches. I called it in as soon as I got out of the office and got in on Saturday morning. It was wonderful. Just waiting to see what insurance covers before booking my next one.
Worst moment this week: My high risk appointment. It was a bloody waste of time. The ultrasound was done by a MFM who clearly didn’t know what she was doing and actually hurt me.
Miss anything? A solid night’s sleep and my stomach not constantly itching/hurting.
Movement: I’ve noticed movements aren’t as much but when I do feel them, they’re pretty intense. He seems to be more active in the afternoon than in the morning.
Food cravings: Last night I was craving a giant juicy burger so we went to The Works and I got the War Pig. I had maybe 1/3 of it before I was so happy I couldn’t eat anymore… so that’s my supper tonight! I’m excited!
Anything making you queasy or sick: Not really… I was sick this morning, but I just woke up feeling sick so.
Gender: He’s a boy.
Labor signs: I had two contractions yesterday, but they’re obviously braxton hicks. That’s the closest I’ve got so far.
Symptoms: I cry at things on Facebook, or comments I make myself. Crying makes me have to pee. Thinking makes me have to pee. Breathing makes me have to pee. Sitting lodges a foot in my cervix. Standing lodges a head in my ribs. Ya know, normal preggo stuff.
Belly button in or out? It’s out. I’m soooooo happy about that one. </sarcasm>
Wedding rings on or off? Still on the necklace. My hands aren’t that swollen really, just fat.
Happy or moody most of the time: I’m hormonal. I don’t know any other way to put it.
Looking forward to: My next “high risk” appointment so I can see T again, and we can decide if I’ll need to be induced or whatnot at that point.
Alright sooooo I know if I was reading my blog, I’d want to know about my high risk appointment. Since I’m still pissy about it, here’s the short version: They required an in-depth ultrasound. That should’ve been similar to the 20 week anatomy scan and taken a half hour or so. Yeaaaaah, no. The MFM got probably around 100 pictures and the ultrasound tech waited until 45 minutes in to come and get whatever else was needed. That took literally 15 minutes, and she nearly redid the entire thing.
I then talked to a nurse, two resident doctors and then waited for the doctor who said nothing useful. I have to go back for a repeat on the 25th. Now though I know I’m going to be wasting my entire day, I booked other stuff for later in the afternoon. Might as well only take one day off work and get everything done.
At that appointment I’ll be 35 weeks and 5 days. I’m guessing if pre-eclampsia has returned, or anything is wrong, we will talk about induction then. He will be sharing my care with my regular doctor as well, and I’ll see her at 34 and 37 weeks.
Other than appointments I think I pretty much have everything. I’m going to make a polyvore board with what I have so I can visualize it. I’ll probably do another one for my hospital bag and I will post them on the pages here. Things just need to be set up and I don’t think I’ll be doing that. I think hubs will come home and pull the bassinet upstairs while I’m in the hospital, and really that’s all that needs to be done for now.
Until next time…
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31 Weeks & Officially High Risk

Good morning folks! I’m 31 weeks today…. finally almost there. Only two more months and 4 days to go! At least if I’m allowed to go to full term anyways.
31weeks
How far along? 31 weeks this morning.
Total weight gain: At my doctors appointment last Thursday I have gained a total of 16 pounds. I’m technically 2 pounds over where I should be, but she didn’t say too much about it, so I’m not overly worried.
Maternity clothes? Entirely maternity clothes. In the picture above the shirt is from Thyme Maternity and the jeans are Old Navy Maternity.
Stretch marks? My old ones are starting to show more, so I’m expecting new ones between this update and my next.
Sleep: What’s sleep?! I did too much last week and hurt my back/side so I’m still healing from that. I’m not sleeping much because between being sore from that and from pregnancy, I just cannot stay comfortable.
Best moment this week: Finding out that instead of having a baby shower this time around, the pizza party I was planning for my two other pregnant friends is now a three way crazy baby lady party!
Worst moment this week: Hearing that even though my uterus was measuring properly, I needed to give in and see a high risk doctor. (See below for more info.)
Miss anything? A solid night’s sleep.
Movement: Movement seems to have slowed down a bit. It’s not so much kicks anymore as it is rotating type movements.
Food cravings: I’m not really craving anything, I’m just too lazy to cook lately so junk and pre-made meals are my go-to.
Anything making you queasy or sick: Still if I cough too hard. Thankfully though, my cough is almost completely GONE!
Gender: He’s a boy.
Labor signs: No overall signs… but to be honest since I was induced last time, I’m not really sure what I’m looking for anyhow.
Symptoms: I’m just a full blown pregnant woman now. I waddle, I’m gassy, and my moods change faster than a prostitute can drop her underwear.
Belly button in or out? It’s almost completely flat now thankfully.
Wedding rings on or off? They’re now on a necklace.
Happy or moody most of the time: I am mostly happy, but don’t you dare say the wrong thing or I will just flip into claws or tears.
Looking forward to: Our baby not shower shower, and hearing what the high risk doctor has to say.
I know I’ve mentioned before that with my first son I had severe preeclampsia, but I don’t think I really went into detail on what they wanted to do about it with this pregnancy. My doctor had wanted me to take Aspirin on the lowest dose along with calcium daily. That hasn’t happened because pills make me vomit. Even taking a Tylenol triggers my gag reflex. I also always do my own research before I blindly listen to my doctor. It’s not that I don’t trust her, it’s just that I feel I am responsible for my body (and T’s now too) so I want to know the risks and benefits. I didn’t feel that Apirin was right for me, especially since studies varied and there wasn’t a straight yes or no on it helping preeclampsia. Another factor was that I have the same partner (my husband) for both babies. The risk is higher if it’s a different father (though that still doesn’t make any sense in my head). Therefore I haven’t taken either medications that were recommended.
That combined with my failed glucose test seemed like enough for my doctor to go from saying “No, you’re not getting a 32 week ultrasound” to “I need you to get this ultrasound and see a high risk OBGYN”. She didn’t explain exactly why I’m seeing him/her but that is my conclusion. The hospital called yesterday and my appointment is set for Tuesday morning. I will have an ultrasound at that appointment (I’m guessing to see what they’re working with) and then my appointment. I also have an ultrasound on the 1st for my regular doctor. I haven’t heard how my second glucose test went yet, but I assume that at one of my appointments next week I will be informed of the results.
I’ll post a quick update if anything major happens between my two appointments and two ultrasounds next week.
Until 33 weeks…
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29 Weeks & Failed Glucose Test

Good morning folks! Guess who remembered to take a belly picture this morning? THIS GIRL!

29weeks

How far along? 29 weeks today.
Total weight gain: When I weighed myself about a week and a half ago I had gained just under 13 pounds. That’s on the high end for my starting weight, but with all the stress we’ve been under, I can’t say I’m surprised.
Maternity clothes? Everything is maternity clothes or stretchy tank tops.
Stretch marks? I haven’t got any new ones yet, but I feel like it’s coming very shortly.
Sleep: I’m still sick. It’s pretty much only a cough now, but it’s enough to still interrupt sleep. Hopefully once the cough is gone I’ll be able to get in a few weeks of solid sleep before T gets here.
Best moment this week: Having C’s two year check up and seeing that he does everything for a two year old and all but one thing fora three year old. That one thing is holding only the railing while going up/down stairs, and he’s too short to do that still. Made me a very proud Mama.
Worst moment this week: Getting the call I failed my first glucose test. I’ll explain more below.
Miss anything? Sweets.
Movement: He thinks he’s a gymnast. There is tons of movement. As I typed that, he kicked my ribs.
Food cravings: Junk still. Things I can no longer have because of the glucose test.
Anything making you queasy or sick: Just when I cough still.
Gender: He’s a boy.
Labor signs: No signs, just dreams.
Symptoms: I walk like a penguin 100% now. I also constantly need to go to the washroom.
Belly button in or out? It’s still half in and half out. I doubt that will change for the remainder of my pregnancy, but I guess we’ll see.
Wedding rings on or off? On.
Happy or moody most of the time: I am happy on the inside but I think I’m wearing my bitch face because I’m just so tired and sore.
Looking forward to: Washing all of his clothes, and getting bottles. Then other than setting up the play pen/bassinet, we’ll be ready.
I had a dream last night that T would be here early. I really didn’t think too much of it but I think the closer I get to my due date, the more I feel like he’s just going to be here before. For one, C was early because of my pre-eclampsia. For two, yesterday I got a call saying I failed my glucose test and I will have to do the three hour one. A wee bit of research informed me that gestational diabetes increases the risk of pre-eclampsia (just what I wanted). And three, I’m the same size at 29 weeks as I was with C at 36 weeks. That’s a scary thought.
Everything combined, I’m not surprised that I feel like I need to get everything else together PRONTO. I have my 3 hour test on Valentine’s day and my next check up on the 13th so I will update y’all at 31 weeks and let you know what’s going on.
Keep your fingers crossed everything is okay!
Until next week…
 
Until next time…
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9 Weeks, a day late.

Good morning folks!
I’m sorry this is a day late but I honestly forgot until I got home last night. Once the little man was in bed, I was going to update but guess who couldn’t remember her password? This girl. I had to wait until I got back to my regular computer with the saved password. This post means though that I am on that computer and updating! Wohoo!
How far along? 9 weeks, 1 day.
Total weight gain: The freight/work scales teeter between 200 and 202 so I’m probably 201. Which is up 2 pounds from my starting weight. My next appointment is Monday though, so I’ll weigh myself then at the doctor’s and have a better idea.
Maternity clothes? Actually today I’m only in maternity leggings (that I bought while I wasn’t pregnant, heh).
Stretch marks? I feel like I should have them with all the belly pain but not yet.
Sleep: I’m sleeping, but you’d never know it. It’s those sleeps where you feel like you lay down and then BAM! alarm. I don’t feel rested at all, and the bags under my eyes don’t seem to be getting the message that they shouldn’t be there.
Best moment this week: Finally getting enough fiber and not being constipated anymore. I know that’s too much information, but pregnancy is a battle baby.
Worst moment this week: Wednesday I honestly thought I was miscarrying. I was in so much pain that my whole stomach was sore. I didn’t feel pregnant anymore, and I didn’t want to do anything. I think I’m fine but I feel waaaaay too normal now. Which isn’t normal for me. And my doctor has decided that I need to start taking aspirin to prevent preeclampsia from returning. That phone call really stunk.
Miss anything? I miss having the energy to actually cook food at night. take out is expensive and horrible for us but I don’t have the energy to cook, or the stomach for the smell.
Movement: Not yet.
Food cravings: Sour cream and onion chips. And kiwi. Just not together.
Anything making you queasy or sick: My prenatals, my calcium supplements, and basically any pills. Also, the small of my garage does in my almost every time.
Gender: I won’t know for another 11 weeks (seriously, ugh) but wives tales still mostly say girl. And my sister is determined it’s a girl.
Labor signs: No.
Symptoms: Sleep sucks, my boobs hurt, and I’m still puking every second day. I’m sure there’s more but that’s the top of my head.
Belly button in or out? Still in.
Wedding rings on or off? On.
Happy or moody most of the time: Today I randomly am happy, and have lots of energy, but mostly I’m just mellow. Not happy, but not sad either.
Looking forward to: Same thing as last week, being out of my first trimester cannot happen soon enough.
I know I said last week was hard on me and I received some unkind comments (which I did not publish) stating exactly what I had said; some women would kill me to be in my spot. I was one of those women. I was told I would never have kids and sticky pregnancies are hard for me. My body reacts badly because of scarring I have and cysts like to pop more when I’m pregnant. I’m a magnet for complications. Don’t get me wrong, I’m excited for my child to be born and be here, but I would really rather not be miserable the 9 months before that happens. I’m doing my best, and I’m going to be brutally honest for my updates. These are mainly for me to look at it. I will not publish hateful comments and hope that you can be the bigger person and not post them to begin with.
Until next week…
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Research Is Not Always Helpful…

I wouldn’t say being a mom of one is easy, but I do know that it is easier than being a mom of two. How do I know that? Research is how.

At 7 weeks pregnant last time, I was scouring the shelves for What To Expect When You’re Expecting, Belly Laughs, The Mother of All Pregnancy Books, and Your Pregnancy Week by Week. I needed to know what was going on with my body. I craved the information these books provided. I lived and breathed their guidance. This time around around? I know I’m going to gain weight, but I know that the age old saying “eating for two” shouldn’t actually be applied. I know how to change a diaper and burp a baby. And I know that the baby will cry and sometimes there won’t be anything I can do except walk away from the crib while I still have my sanity.

So if I know what I’m doing, and I know how to prepare, why on Earth am I researching the transition from one child to two? Millions of moms have done it before me, so it can’t possibly be that horrific or we wouldn’t do it. It must be some form of self torture.

You get the moms that say “going from one to two is easy, you already know everything so none to one is much harder” and then you have the moms that say “two is horrible, there is a reason for the saying one and done”. I’ve read both types of blogs, I’ve seen the youtube videos, and I’ve read all the statuses and after all that? I still can’t find a middle camp.

Cameron was an easy baby. He would cry, but my check list of cold, wet/dirty, hungry, or bored would take care of it. He was more than happy to sleep in his car seat and he was content to be left at daycare. My friend C who has two had an easy first child as well. He second however, is another story.

I know I have plenty of time to figure things out, but I am a planner and I am so worried about being able to handle two. Someone tell me it’s okay to be okay? Until then, I think I’m going to lay off Pinterest and Google because I’m only stressing myself out more and wondering if I reaaaaaally want two kids.

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