Oh dear reader-you may want to skip this. This is just my own thoughts from early pregnancy that I kept up in a word document, but I do want to put it here for the purposes of the blog book. This is seriously long, so my feelings won't be hurt if you skip if. If you DO make it through, leave me a comment, just for fun-I'm curious how many people will actually read this whole thing (out of, like, the 4 people who still read blogs....) Have fun!
Today is March 24th.
We found out this week we are expecting baby #6. I have had a
flurry of emotions these past few days as I contemplate what that means. We are keeping this news under wraps for a
while, so it has been difficult to find an outlet for those emotions…mostly
because I can’t quite figure out how to express them! I’m glad I have Jared to talk to. Sometimes it can be difficult to share my
thoughts especially when they hit a soft spot.
He does a great job just knowing when I need something. Like right now he is cleaning the bathroom
because he knows it will make me feel better (and he’s right about that)! There’s an awesome husband.
So perhaps in a few months I’ll post this record on the blog
and just make this my outlet for now!
We have been open to having another child for the last few
months—not necessarily trying, but open.
On Sunday the 17th, Jared told me, out of the blue, that he
was sure I was pregnant. Like 100%. I’ve
never seen him like that! I do know that
Jared is really intuitive though, so I took the test, not really thinking it
would come back positive. It was the
only time I ever allowed Jared to watch the test results. I usually take pregnancy tests in private
because I don’t want him to get his hopes up.
However, since he called it, I let him announce the results….2 pink
lines. I sat down and went into a slight
state of shock while Jared just smiled from ear to ear. He always reacts like
that! I had that standard rush of
emotions, and was just proud that I didn’t flip out!
See, this pregnancy is probably going to be our last one. We have felt for a while we would have 6 kids
and that’s it (“that’s it”….yes, I know that’s still a lot!). So for me, I knew when I got pregnant for the
last time, I would want to enjoy every moment.
I feel okay about this being my last pregnancy—I didn’t feel that way
about James at all, but I do feel okay now.
I feel like it is time for us to move past the child bearing stage of
our lives and move on. Jared feels this
even stronger than I do. Now, if the
Lord wants us to have a 7th baby down the road, we would be open to
it, however we really do both feel this is the last little one that is waiting
to join our family.
So I enter this pregnancy intent on enjoying it as much as
possible. I don’t want to be stressed
out about the little things, or the big things for that matter. I want to relish the feelings and emotions
that come with carrying a baby. Sure there are tons of crappy things about
pregnancy. I am NOT looking forward to the
constant nausea, swallowing down vomit (because I never let myself throw up),
dizzy spells, heartburn, and the feeling that your stomach is going to split
down the middle. But I am going to do my
best to CHOOSE to focus on the tap-tap-tap of little toes, and the little
hiccups, the first sign of a bump, and the feeling of knowing my child before
he or she officially enters the world.
I worry about this little baby’s heart. I have done a ton of research about what I
can do to help prevent CHD, and the sad thing is, there’s not much just shy of
altering mine and Jared’s genetic make-up!
The chance of having a 2nd child with CHD are about 4%...its
not high. However, the thought of having
another baby deal with what James dealt with is staggering and panic-inducing. I did read a study that showed taking folic
acid decreases the chances of CHD by about 8%.
I am thus taking my prenatals religiously and doing everything else I can
to stay healthy. I have upped my servings of fruits and veggies everyday. I resumed carrying around my water bottle and
I pack it with ice water every morning.
I have gotten more consistent at going to the gym-I feel a real need to
keep my body healthy this pregnancy, maybe moreso than any other
pregnancy. I just have to be careful to
keep my heart rate at a good level and to only use certain weight
machines. I’m happy with these goals,
and happy to feel like I’m doing something to help prevent CHD….it might not be
much, but it's giving me peace of mind.
I will be anticipating a 20 week fetal echo. I am already nervous about this and for ME
alone—I don’t know if I want to have it done. I am not sure if I can go the
last 20 weeks of pregnancy knowing my child has a heart defect and I can’t do
anything about it until he or she is born.
With that being said, I can’t NOT do the fetal echo…..the doctors need
to be prepared if there is anything wrong, and I can’t in my right mind give my
child any less than that.
We are currently working on increasing our income so we can
afford to purchase a new car. Jared is
just looking for a part-time job to work evenings or weekends, and I am looking
at increasing some of my work hours, just to help. Worst case scenario, we can use our savings
for a down payment, or we can just be a 2 car family (ie, we need two cars to
go places as a whole family). Those are
the only 2 real physical things we are concerned with, and we are placing a lot
of faith in the Lord that he will provide as we are worthy. We have made a greater commitment to going to
the temple weekly (individually since it is so hard to do together) to make
sure the spirit of revelation is with us.
I just started feeling gross in the last few days
unfortunately. I have had a few dizzy
spells, which probably came as a result of having zero appetite. I wake up not hungry at all, and nothing
appeals. This continues through midday, and right around the time I start
feeling hungry the afternoon/evening nausea kicks in. It isn’t terrible yet, just a nagging
sensation. However it’s enough to make me gag at the thought or smell of
food. The only things that have appealed
to me this week are tortilla chips and sausage.
????? I don’t know either. There’s one for the baby book I guess!
The funniest part about this so far is our metaphor. We have to speak in code all the time, and
actually, we have been doing so for a few months since we decided to semi-try
and test. As such, any eavesdroppers
probably think we are obsessed with steak.
“If we are going to make a steak, we probably need to be prepared…”;
“The steak will probably be done around…”. That sort of thing. In this case, the steak is obviously not
meat-it’s a baby. J A few
weeks ago, I posted on facebook something like “So excited for steak , one of
my favorite things!” Yeah, I was talking
about a potential baby. On the day of
the two pink lines, I posted, “Sigh.
Here we go again. Trying to make
a lot of goals to make it more productive”.
That was in my stupor of momentary shock---and while most people thought
I was talking about another day, I was talking about another pregnancy and
making some goals to make it a memorable one.
So really, I announced my pregnancy earlier than any of the others—just
not so obviously!
So with all that being said, we are excited for this portion
of our family's life. The kids will be
ecstatic when they find out….which won’t be for quite some time! We have decided that if the baby is a girl
her name will be:
Addalyn
Joy
This is a switch for us!
We have stuck to our honeymoon list for all the other kids, and here we
are switching it up! The other names we
had just didn’t feel right. After
digging through some lists, we came to Addalyn and both of us loved it. It is
definitely unique, but still modern enough to sound just beautiful. It is also German and means “noble”. We liked that as well. If the baby is a boy, we only know his name
will start with a J…I have decided to leave that up to Jared, since none of the
J names on our list are standing out to me at all. I will admit: I want a girl. I don’t necessarily feel either one yet, but
my heart wants a girl to even our family out.
We will of course be happy either way!
Baby is due November 26th, just a few days before
Thanksgiving-we will have a lot to be grateful for! Hopefully I can deliver the week
before---wouldn’t want to miss out on Black Friday shopping! J Just kidding!
Today is April 7th.
Well, morning sickness has hit full blast. To the degree that I have been feeling very
panicky because the medicine I have is not helping for much longer than 30
minutes or so. That worries me. I have 5 kids to watch after, a house to
clean, and teaching to do….I am not sure how I am going to balance this right
now when I feel so darn gross. In the
past, ms usually is confined to late afternoon/evening hours.
That’s not the case right now. I am feeling sick all day, and it's all I can
do to eat some saltines and TRY to drink water.
I am overwhelmed to say the least and hoping this alleviates within the
next 5 weeks as all research says it's supposed to (who believes research
though???) Jared has been a lifesaver,
jumping in anytime he is home and able, and taking over with the kids while I
moan and groan in bed. This weekend has
been even worse because I legitimately have some sort of viral infection as
well. My throat is burning, my nose is all stuffed up, and I’ve had body
aches/low fever all day. As if that
wasn’t enough, I also have a yeast infection.
L Sigh…Am I seriously only
7 weeks pregnant? It feels like it has
been an eternity.
The one bright spot is I think Jared decided on the boy name
if that becomes necessary:
Jackson
Ammon
I am glad he stuck with Jackson. I think he was leaning toward
Joseph to get a good scriptural references, and I just could not see it. He decided to go with Jackson as long as he
could pick a scriptural middle name. Not a problem for me. Thus we now have a boy name. I have no inclinations either way about what
it actually is.
The other good piece of news is that Jared got a part-time job
that will work with his schedule. He’s
going to be working for Sonora Quest Laboratories 5 nights a week, from 6:15 pm
to 2am. He’ll be doing a lot of sorting work and data entry. He’s a bit nervous about the hours, but he is
such a night owl anyway-he thinks he will be just fine. That means I need to able to be a single mom
for a while. It also means we need to do
a better job with packing lunches/dinners/snacks for Jared. He’ll need to sleep until 8 in the morning
before leaving at 8:30 for his other job-that part won’t be hard, it just means
I’ll need to do my morning sessions out in the front room and I’ll need to stop
teaching a 7:30-8:30 session so I can take the kids to school again. The only part I am worried about is making
sure Jared goes to bed as soon as he gets home.
I am assuming he will be wiped out, but he tends to need time to wind
down. Hopefully that will diminish when
he is working that long.
This position is exactly what we needed in that it worked with
Jared’s schedule, it is doable, and it is right next to his first job. It will also help us save up money for a huge
down payment on a new car, which obviously is the thing we are worried about in
terms of this new baby. We are not
exactly certain if we want to just pay off our little car, or save up for the
down payment. We think our bank will
look more kindly on a huge down payment in terms of securing a good interest
rate, so that’s where we are heading.
We’ll see as things continue to move along. I am looking into another job opportunity as
well through a different company. That
one is so up in the air though, no need to even go into it until it becomes
more realistic.
That’s where things stand as of now. Just hoping I feel
better, or at least that I can kick this viral stuff out the door so I can
focus on how to overcome morning sickness.
I have my first appointment in about a week-April 16th. Hoping and praying that we see a healthy
heartbeat and zero complications.
April 22, 2013
Another few weeks have gone by, and I’m still alive. Woohoo!
Seriously, that is a huge blessing and kind of a surprise to me. I know I mentioned morning sickness was
hitting me hard, but that was before it hit the hardest. Last week was a week from he**. I have never thrown up like that before
during pregnancy—which I realize has always been a blessing, and I guess it’s a
good thing that my body naturally fights throwing up anyway. But wow.
I just felt like dying, especially when it hit its apex on Monday the 15th. I spent all day in bed, other than the
moments I had to jolt up to dry heave a bunch of bile, and then the few things
I tried to eat: saltines, slim fast, a
red popsicle….the last two of which are no fun to throw up, and I shall never
ingest either ever again. I cannot even
express how difficult the 15th was.
It was hitting a point where Jared and I were considering going to the
ER because we thought I was getting dehydrated.
Thankfully I woke up the morning of the 16th and was able to
drink water and eat a bowl of cheerios before the nausea set in. I was really low on the 15th. I felt broken, in that I had no idea how I
was going to take care of the kids all day, especially since Jared was slated
to start his new job the next day. I
broke down multiple time that day and ended up telling my mom and my older
sister about the pregnancy just because I needed the support. I can’t express
how miserable I was.
I had my first appointment on the 16th and
thankfully everything looked okay with the baby. Since I managed to keep down a bowl of
cheerios, the nausea stayed away long enough for me to down about 24 ounces of
water. My blood pressure was okay and
the baby’s heartrate looked great-158, right on target with my dates. My doctor put me on prilosec twice a day and
phenergran every 6 hours. I started
taking that immediately and I am SO glad to say it has calmed the major degree
of illness I have been feeling. I still
feel extremely sick around 4pm until I manage to fall asleep, but I have just
been grateful to feel like I could get out of bed. I kept telling Jared, it is one thing to feel
so sick you don’t want to do anything.
It's another thing altogether to be so sick you literally can’t do
anything, even if you wanted to.
Anyhow, everything is looking just fine with pregnancy. I talked to my doctor and her awesome
ultrasound tech about chd and what that means for my prenatal care this time around. I’ll have more frequent ultrasounds to
monitor baby’s growth and I’ll have a level two ultrasound at 18 weeks. I’ll also have a fetal echo at 24 weeks,
which I am hoping I can do at our cardiologist’s office. I love my doctor’s office-I feel so comfortable
there, and I love how calming the entire atmosphere is. I have to drive 45 min to an hour, but it
seems like an easy exchange for such a great doctor. I will go back for a follow up ultrasound in
2 weeks. I thought that was awfully
quick, but my doctor assured me nothing was wrong, they really are just going
to closely monitor growth. I hope I
don’t have to go back that often the entire time---it’s such a drive, and I am
not sure I think it is necessary.
We had the great blessing of having Jared’s start date change
as well. Instead of starting on the 16th
as we assumed, he didn’t have to start until the 22nd-today. It gave us the entire week to really think
through some changes we would need to make through our work schedules, our food
schedules, chores, and bedtime schedules.
I am glad my meds are helping, but I knew I would need to cut some
corners to make this work as a single mom with bad morning sickness. We decided each weekend we would come up with
a simplified meal plan that I can handle.
I put a new work schedule in so my morning hours are cut down and I only
teach at night certain days of the week.
We had a sit down talk with the kids this weekend about some new
expectations and what our weekends will be like-ie, focused on family. It was hard having to explain to the kids
that they won’t really see their dad during the week. I really feel sad for them on that part. Jared is going to make a point to really
engage with them during that half hour in the morning before he takes off. It sounds so small, but it's what they can get
before Saturday rolls around. I don’t
think I really realized the changes that would be necessary before he starts
this second job until I was bedridden for a few days. I have to thank the Lord that my OB had some
answers for me and that we had a few extra days together.
So it is now 7:34 and Jared is already at job #2. So far the day has been going okay except for
a very bad rush of nausea that started hitting a few hours ago. I still managed to watch the kids ride bikes
and splash around in a huge river of pool water that was running through the
gutters in our neighborhood. Sara has been throwing up all day and running a
fever so I am doing my best to tend to her without getting too close and risking
getting sick myself. I managed to teach
4 hours without sacrificing time with the kids or my household chores, so that
is a plus. The only downside so far today is I am feeling so nauseous, it is
hard to convince myself to go fix dinner for the kids. I just took my evening meds, and hoping they
kick in momentarily so I can stomach the whole kitchen scene. Then the kids will go to bed, and I’ll need
to find a project to work on this week until I get tired enough to fall asleep
on my own. That makes me sad, but it is
what it is.
I’m 9 weeks pregnant at this point-baby is as big as a grape
and still wreaking havoc on my body. J Seeing
that little heartbeat on the screen though makes me remember what I am aiming
for-a healthy baby to welcome in 7
months.
Today is May 13th.
I am 12 weeks now, and happily coming to the end of the 1st
trimester. I am still battling the
nausea that hits hard around 4pm every day. Some days I can stifle it with a
lot of cinnamon trident gum, and if I go too long without eating, it
overwhelms. I still can’t smell chicken
nuggets without gagging, and grapes or yoghurt are still no-no’s ever since the
great throwing up marathon. I’m grateful
I’m not throwing up anymore, but I am tired of the nausea, and weary of taking
medicine that I fear is not having as much of an effect as I need. The prilosec is still helping a ton, but the
phenergan is only taking a slight edge off.
I still think my kids think I am dying.
JD will come up to me and told me, “I am kind of worried about you
mom.” Whenever I make a face during a
swell of nausea, Sara will ask me if I am swallowing throw up. They have just gotten used to me needing to
lay down after school, a fact about which I feel sad. It's just life right now, and I am just hoping
it abates in a few weeks like it is supposed to.
My ultrasound follow up was just fine-baby’s heart rate was at
168, measuring a few days behind my due date but not enough to change the
actual due date on my charts. My doctor
couldn’t find the heartbeat on the Doppler but that’s okay, its still early for
that. I’ll go back at 14 weeks for a
regular check up, and then I’ll be back at 18 weeks for the next one. I scheduled my level 2 ultrasound for June 25th,
exactly 18 weeks. It’s the same
equipment, but it will be a perinatalogist reading the ultrasound and telling
me what they see, particularly in terms of heart development. Of course we will find out if the baby is a
girl or a boy at that point too. I
haven’t had a chance to ask our cardiologist about the fetal echo, but again, I
will do that at our next appointment.
Overall, things with the baby seem just fine. I have silly girls on my birthboard who
started posting that they could feel their baby at 9, 10, 11 weeks. I laughed at every single one of those posts,
but admittedly started feeling anxious to feel this little one since that is
the only time I start to feel safer about pregnancy. Not that nothing can happen after that, but
it comforts me to feel the baby and know everything is okay.
I am showing already a bit with this little kid. If I was being honest, I would say a lot of a
bit. I don’t usually show obviously
until much later, but I very much feel like I am playing a hiding game right
now, and anyone who is really looking could totally tell I am pregnant. I can feel my uterus when I’m laying flat,
which is good. A few weeks ago, I would
wake up in the morning looking fairly normal and look more pregnant by the evening,
which is just typical bloat. But now, I
wake up in the morning and I just look pregnant. I don’t mind too much, I only mind because I
still need to keep this under wraps for 3 more weeks before just letting it all
“hang out”. I have been looking around
for some maxi dresses to wear this summer, just to stay cooler. So far, no luck, but I’m sure I’ll catch a
deal at some point.
We are at the start of week 4 of Jared’s second job. I am so glad this is halfway over, it will be
nice to not have to work through each week on my own. This last weekend Jared
seemed overly concerned with how sick I seemed.
He asked me a few times if it was just because he was home. I think he was joking a bit, but I had to
seriously explain to him: this is
everyday life for me right now, you just only see it 2 days a week. I am pretty good about putting on a show when
I need to, like when we visit with family or when I have to go to church. But I
can’t do that all day, it is just too hard.
I feel bad I have to be like this on the only 2 days I get to see
Jared-it makes it very hard to feel connected.
We are still working on it-chances are we will figure it out AFTER he is
done with his contract in its entirety.
That’s where things are at right now. School gets out in a week and a half, and I
have started thinking about how we are going to schedule our weeks. I am a little bit worried if the m/s sticks
around…..I can’t lay on the couch all day with 5 kids needing my attention. If that’s the case though, I am going to have
to just be really upfront with the kids and institute quiet time during the
worse nausea period of the day and concentrate activities during non-nausea
parts of the day. Hopefully this all
plays out smoothly as things always do, right?
J