>> Monday, November 16, 2015
Today is my sweet Ada Mae’s 4th birthday! She’s off at school right now celebrating with her classmates. What the teachers do is have the birthday kid take on the roll of “snack helper” for the day. She got to bring in little cupcakes for her friends, she gets to ring some snack bell, and I think she gets to be the leader of the hand-washing line. These are important things, people!
I’ll write more about Ada’s birthday after we have her party (very small) next weekend. Stephen was away for the XC state meet this past weekend, which is why we delayed it a bit. Stay tuned . . .
Next up: I don’t know how consistent I’ll be with blogging for the next month or so. I’m trying my best, but getting my work done has been tough enough with all the morning sickness. Which I’m thrilled to have, don’t get me wrong, it’s just blindsided me how much worse it is than when I was pregnant with Ada. With Ada's pregnancy, I actually got sick maybe a handful of times. It was mostly nausea. I even wrote a post with some of my tricks for dealing with sickness.
Guess what? None of them work this time around. Joke is on me!
This time, I’ve been getting sick at least 3 times a day and feeling nauseous almost 100% of the time otherwise. Even in the middle of the night. Unless I eat c.o.n.s.t.a.n.t.l.y. (and -- btw -- all food looks and smells wretched), I will get sick. But then I also get sick because I’m too full. And then I also get sick for no reason whatsoever. Things that do help are sorbet popsicles, Sour Patch Kids (ew), and freezer waffles, but only the mini kind. But then all that changes day to day.
Exercise also makes me sick right now, so I won’t be a running machine this pregnancy. I do 3 very slow miles 3 to 4 times a week. Otherwise, not much. I am accepting that I will probably gain a bit more, lose tons of fitness, etc. But that’s another post for another day. I’m just so happy to be pregnant, so I’m going to do everything in my power to enjoy it and nurture myself in the process.
That brings me to our ultrasound news.
At my first appointment, my awesome fertility doctor said: “you’re going to want a peace of mind ultrasound, no?” And I was like YES. So, I went in for that one last week when I was 7 weeks 4 days. With our missed miscarriage, the baby measured 11 days behind with a barely detectable heartbeat at 7 weeks and 4 days. To say I was anxious before getting into the exam room is a huge understatement. I was terrified.
But it was all good! The embryo measured 7 weeks, 4 days exactly. And that flicker of light had turned into a measurable 168 beats a minute heart rate! I was absolutely ecstatic because -- though anything can still happen -- there’s nothing looking odd or behind or off with this pregnancy. I am starting to relax just a little bit.
I have another ultrasound (I feel very fortunate) for my intake with the midwife I’ll be seeing next Monday. I’ll be 9 weeks and 1 day. Everyone says that second pregnancies (well, I guess this is technically my 5th -- weird) go so fast, and mine is certainly crawling due to everything we’ve been through. I do think if things are looking good that we will probably tell Ada after this appointment. It’s been hard throwing up so frequently and just saying “Oh, mommy is sick.” She knows SOMEthing is going on.
This post is getting sort of long. I have a lot more random stuff to fill you in on, so I’ll do a part II tomorrow. Hope you all had a great weekend! I’m off to make today great for my little lady. I cannot believe she’s 4! I remember laboring like it was yesterday. And here I go getting all misty eyed.
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