As of today I am twelve and a half weeks into my second pregnancy. I am finally feeling much better: the fatigue, the general illness, the blah feeling I felt for almost a month is finally gone. I finally feel like I can start enjoying this time!
When I was pregnant with Wesley I had a completely stress-free time, up to the point that I went into early labor with him (here, here, and here.) There was no morning sickness, no strange pains or bleeding and no abnormalities so I assumed that I would have no problems with any following pregnancies. Oh, the best laid plans of mice and men... So far I have felt malaise, I have felt nausea and I also got to experience unexplained bleeding. I freaked out, asked Casey to call my doctor's office (of course it was on a Saturday) and after some debate we decided not to go to the emergency room but wait to go in to get checked out at my doctor's office on Monday.
There were no other symptoms of anything being wrong but you can't help but worry about every possible thing that could be wrong. Is this back pain just back pain or is it something more? After a phone call to the nurse, an appointment was made and I packed Wes into the car and headed to University Hospital to meet Casey at my doctor's office. I was late, struggling with Wes' shoes that morning and then hitting traffic on 4th South headed up to the U campus. I parked, grabbed Wes and hurry-walked into the hospital where I handed Wes off to Casey. As we started walking up to our appointment, I don't know what it was that hit me but I got the rare experience of puking in the lobby of the hospital in front of Starbucks, the piano player and everyone and their dog. Awesome time made even better when my phone starts ringing and I try to stop vomiting long enough to ask Casey to answer my phone. Also, some really nice guy comes up to me to ask if I'm okay and instead of saying 'it's morning sickness, nothing to worry about' I just keep saying "I'm fine, my husband is around the corner, I'm fine."
Having recovered we head up to get a sonogram and Wes is so excited to see the TVs in the room. He keeps saying "Moo-ie, watch" and then he spins himself around in the spinny chair. When the tech actually gets to the point where she looks at the baby we try to show Wes on the monitors but he is too interested in the spinny chair, either spinning or pushing buttons on it. Oh well, we tried. After the tech left to have the results checked out by the doctor Wes wanted to lay down on the 'bed' and look at the 'moo-ie'. Wrangling a toddler while pregnant, even with Casey's help, makes me worry that when I am big and cumbersome and more easily tired that I won't be able to keep up with him.
After everything was checked out, both the baby and I are fine. I was very happy to see that little heartbeat and watch him/her move around. The bleeding is left at unexplained but nothing to worry about. While I'm glad there isn't anything wrong I wish that there was a reason that it happened. Then I could avoid whatever it was that I did in the future and I could avoid any more stress and worrying.
My belly is also starting to show already, which makes me glad that I went on a mini shopping spree and bought some maternity shirts last month. I cannot button my jeans anymore and am loving my belly bands! I think that I may have to bite the bullet this time and actually buy some maternity jeans that fit well. My jeans from Maternity Motherhood never seemed to fit very well and they had the dreaded full belly panel that I am hoping to avoid this time around. My fall sweater jacket is already straining at the buttons so I am already worried how my winter coat is going to fit. I have looked at some jackets and coats online and I don't want to spend hundreds of dollars on a piece of clothing that I will wear for a six months and then never touch again; on the other hand I don't want to cheap out and freeze my ass off all winter (which is predicted to be a long one) because I don't choose a quality piece to begin with.
I don't have any super weird cravings thus far like I did with Wes at this point. My last pregnancy I craved sauerkraut and would come home from work and just warm some up and eat it. Plain, with nothing else. After my pregnancy I never touched the stuff. This time around I crave something sour but not one thing in particular. Pickles and hot and sour soup seem to hit the spot well enough so far that I'm doing all right. I have had to fight the urge to drink the pickle juice after I finished a jar of pickles but rationality has won out so far.
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