House Arrest

Apparently, this pregnancy isn't going to be normal.  Whatever normal is.

Last Tuesday, I was talking on the phone with my mother.  I had just scheduled my first appointment with my OB/GYN, and I was telling her everything that they had said.

I felt something wet in underwear and immediately thought-  Did I just wet myself?  I walked to the bathroom (phone still in hand) and pulled my underwear down.  Mr. Bossy followed me in. There were two large spots of blood.  As I wiped, there was lots more blood.  I remember being more calm than last time; I think I may have just been in shock.  I told my mom about the blood and her response was, "Don't freak out."  Easier said than done.

I got off of the phone and immediately phoned my nurse.  She was amazingly calm and didn't sound concerned at all.  She told me to put on a pad and assess the bleeding every 15 minutes.  If it didn't begin to taper off within the hour, then Mr

 Bossy would need to take me to the ER.  Her calmness is what kept me sane.  She said that I could have easily "overdone" it that day at work, or there may have been a blood pocket (I've since researched this).

I obediently returned to the bathroom every 15 minutes.  The bleeding began to quickly taper off and eventually became light spotting.  By the next morning, there was barely anything on the toilet paper.  I emailed my nurse to inform her of what had happened after we had spoken and to see what she and my RE recommended.  I was ready to leave work at any point to go in to my RE's office for a visit.  Surprisingly, she didn't want to see me.  She did; however, want to me take the next 10 days off from work and rest.

Here I am.  Day 4 of rest/relaxation and I'm bored out of my mind!  Mr. Bossy won't let me do a thing around the house, and I'm already tired of watching tv.  I'll do it though.  I'll sit here with a smile on my face if it means this baby is safe.

On a positive note, all of my symptoms have intensified.  I'm extremely exhausted, I have major food aversions, and the nausea is awful!  I've already lost my breakfast once this week.

Today, I am 8 weeks/2 days, and my next appointment is June 12th.  June 12th can't get here quick enough!


                                                             
      Bossy Bud

8w2d Update

Mr. Magnolia Bud and I have been keeping our eye on this date since we found out I was pregnant again. Last time I was pregnant, I miscarried at 8w2d. It was the rock bottom of my adult life to date. It was the single day that tested our marriage and our relationship more than anything else we've been through together. But it was also the day that showed us how much we rely on each other, and how strong our relationship is.

Today, we are thankful that I still feel pregnant. I'm still bloated, with sore breasts, low back pain, nausea when I'm not snacking, more food aversions than I can count, and the worst insomnia of my life. We'll always mourn the loss of our first baby, but are celebrating our growing second baby, and starting to think about what the future holds with an outside baby.

Otherwise, no appointments this week. Not much going on at all, actually. I had another acupuncture session last night, and my acupuncturist treated kidney and heart points, along with some sleep points. I also had my first prenatal massage last night. 90 minutes of pure bliss! I'm planning to go every 6-8 weeks, so my next will be around 16 weeks, I think. Can't wait!

Mr. Magnolia Bud deserves a shout out. He has been the best husband I could imagine during this pregnancy so far, and no matter how terrible I'm feeling, he's able to do something or say something that either makes me feel better, or just know he feels bad that I feel bad. What can I say, I love him!

Sending lots of baby dust to each of you...
Magnolia Bud