One Pill

Just a warning. This is one of those TMI kind of posts. So feel free not to read it.

I’ve been battling (and loosing) a yeast infection for a couple of weeks now. Nothing I’ve tried has worked including Monistat and probiotics. Its getting beyond uncomfortable. While at the OB this morning I mentioned this to the doctor and he gave me a prescription for something to help. When I got home from the pharmacy and opened the bag I was shocked to find one small pill. ONE! If this freaking pill works I’m not ever buying monistat again when It could mean swallowing one tiny pill instead!

Starting at my next OB appointment they will be doing a 24 hour urine collection and I’ll be having non-stress tests done a few times a week. Just precautions because of my heart and the pre-eclampsia I developed with JD. I have an appointment with the high risk specialist on monday so I’ll let you all know how that goes.

Happy Dance

We’ve officially crossed into the 12th week of the pregnancy, say HELLO to the second trimester.

I’ve been doing pretty well.  I have a cold and that sucks big time because extra mucus + pregnancy=puke for me.  Hopefully it’ll go away soon.    I also had to have 3 different moles removed on Friday to be tested.  One ended up being quite a bit larger than expected so I have 3 or 4 stitches in my back to close up that one that hurt like the dickens (coughing doesn’t help) and Tylenol doesn’t really help, it kind of just teases the pain.  It is getting better so hopefully by class tomorrow night I’ll be good to massage without feeling like my shoulder is ripping apart.  The two spots on my leg hurt but really aren’t bothering me much.

Heart Echo

Yesterday we had the heart echo we’d been waiting for.  It went well.  My heart function is right at the lowest it can be and still be considered normal.  YAY.  The cardiologist was really excited and so were we.  This means we don’t have to terminate the pregnancy (YAY).  I will be getting an echo each trimester to watch my heart.

I did meet with my pulmonary specialist since the Cardiologist was worried about the fact that I’m struggling with shortness of breath already.  The doctor said today she thinks it could be asthma so I now have an inhaler to try out, I hope it helps. 

Other than all that fun stuff I am still dealing with monster morning sickness that knocks me out most of the day every day.  I have finals next week so in between bouts of sickness I’ve been using the time in bed to study. 

We are finally starting to get excited about this second little surprise.  The awesome news is I don’t have to see any doctors again until the first week in June.  WAHOO!

Egyptian Flu

Sorry I haven’t written since that downer of a post about the cardiomyopathy.  Morning sickness has reared it’s ugly head and I’m dealing with the Egyptian flu big time.  You haven’t heard of the Egyptian flu?  You’re sick for 9 months but at the end your a mummy…. mua ha ha ha.

With JD’s pregnancy I was barfy sick till about 18 weeks.  This pregnancy is a whole other beast entirely.  I am nausious all the time but then I get these random periods of hunger where it’s like I haven’t eaten in centuries, even if I ate a meal 10 minutes ago.  If I ignore the hunger it just goes crazy and I get sicker.  If I eat something I still usually get sick but at least it’s not the combination of the hunger and sickness.  I really don’t know how else to describe it.  I can’t wait till this part of the pregnancy is over.

I’ve been taking it easy like the cardiologist told me to.  It’s been really hard to switch back to a low sodium diet since salty things seem to be the only thing I’m craving.  I have no energy and Jeremy and I are really praying that it’s no energy from pregnancy and not no energy because my heart isn’t happy.  Only one more week till we get to have that heart echo and we can see where we go from here.

When To tell?

We’ve decided to tell Jeremy’s family and the rest of ours after the doctors appointment on Tuesday if it goes well.  The added stress of trying to “hide” it is starting to get to me.  There’s always a chance I’ll change my mind before then so who knows.  A few girls from school know since I have to be careful with massage therapy and have to be able to trust some of my fellow students.  Last time we waited to tell those that lived further away and it hurt some feelings, it would be nice to avoid it this time.

Morning sickness is starting to hit heaver and it’s annoying but at the same time I’m hoping its a good sign that things are going well.  My sense of smell is much stronger this time than it has been before, I’d not mind it so much if I could always control what was being cooked at home. 

Whiplash!

I’m getting whiplash from my own mood-swings the past few days.  It’s SOOOO much worse this time around than it was with JD.  I’m happy then angry in 2.2 seconds flat, and the anger it out of control.  Everything is setting me off.  The room not being clean, something left out in the bathroom, someone looking at me sideways.  You name it, it’s ticking me off.  I am sure those that don’t know I’m pregnant are running for the hills thinking I’ve lost my mind for sure.  I really just want to scream and cry to everyone that I’m pregnant so maybe they won’t hate me but we’ve decided to wait as long as possible to tell anyone.  I also have to force myself to eat, since nothing sounds good at all and I am getting morning sickness worse because of the lack of food I’m eating.

I’m getting anxious about the Doctor on Tuesday.  I am taking all the pregnancy symptoms I am getting worse and worse as a good sign but until I see a heartbeat I won’t believe I’m really pregnant and not going to miscarry.  Lets not kid ourselves, I probably won’t believe it until after the first trimester.

There is another part of me that is so very excited now.  JD will be a big brother and if everything goes well we’ll have a little bundle in our arms by Christmas.  I got rid of almost ALL of my maternity clothes because I wasn’t ever going to be pregnant (so dumb) so last night I hit the clearance racks at Target and found some really cute tops.  I know some of them will work the entire pregnancy but a couple are just to hide any hint of pregnancy until we tell people.  They were all under 7 bucks (wahoo).  The perk to being chubby to begin with is that people will probably just think I’m getting fatter… if you want to call that a perk.  I would have been easier to hide it pre-breast reduction.  I already have one pair of school/work pants that I can’t button up without causing discomfort.  Let the good times roll.