Guess what...

It has been a long time since I have made a post

and I have a good reason for it.

 

At the start of May 2013, my husband and I started to try for a second child.  We had no luck, and no luck and still no luck.  With our first child it took one time.  Really.  We one day gave up on waiting after a year of marriage to start trying, tried that night and bam I was pregnant.  This time was harder to deal with.  I am heavier now, significantly heavier now, so I was afraid that would keep us from getting pregnant again and when I kept getting my period I felt like it wasn't going to happen.  Five months go by and we say that we aren't going to stress out about making another baby and just tried to have fun with it.  That worked.  We got a positive on three at home pregnancy tests before going to the doctors.  I know five months isn't long at all to be trying but when your first child came after one time, five months seems very long.

 

So the reason I haven't made any new posts is because all the big things happening to me were about the baby and Evelyn's reaction and everything like that.  I don't know who sees this blog and we had only told family, not people we work with, go to church with or even friends about being pregnant.  We don't have friends we hang out with regularly, only those we work with, so it wasn't all too hard.

 

Everything started so simply.  For the first month (not including the two weeks they count for the due date) I had not a bit of morning sickness!  Which was so awesome!  Almost the instant I was pregnant with Evelyn I had morning sickness.  I threw up for three months straight.  No joke at all.  The only thing I could keep down regularly was cheese enchiladas and I had a very small window of when I could eat.  If I ate before or after that window there was no chance of keeping any of it down.  So I was very happy when I didn't even feel a bit of nausea with this pregnancy.  I did have spotting twice at the beginning of the pregnancy leading us to believe that I was starting my period but it stopped almost immediately each time and then we had positive home pregnancy tests.  Everything was smooth sailing until Halloween night.  I spent the two days before making our costumes.  Evelyn wanted to be Jake and me to be Izzy and Daddy to be Cubby.  So we bought different shirts to make the costumes.  My dad even went as Sharky.  Of course I made the costumes, it meant sewing so no one could really help me with it when we have one sewing machine.  Halloween night we get to our church's Halloween Party.  I leak, apparently, when I'm pregnant, so I always wear a pad.  I felt more leaking than usual so I went to the bathroom as soon as we got to the church.  I was bleeding like a period.  I came out of the bathroom and told Tom that we needed to go to the ER.  Just then my parents walk in so we were able to leave immediately and still let Evelyn have fun with her cousins and friends.  We got to the ER and it didn't take long for me to get to the back.  They took blood from me from one arm and were about to take more from the other.  I asked the girl to wait because I wasn't feeling well.  I took a moment to try and regroup.  I told her to go ahead.  She pricked me and the next thing I remember is Tom squatting in front of me calling me and asking me questions.  As an EMT he does this regularly and almost everyone in the ER we were in knows him which made this next part easier.  They quickly put me into a wheel chair and rushed me into a room.  I don't remember it.  It took me until they were all done with hooking me up to machines and gone until I knew what was going on around me.  I could hear Tom close to me as he assisted the nurses and I felt like I didn't need to struggle to wake up to know what was happening to me so I rested while they hooked me up.  I had an internal sonogram done and it showed the baby was fine and had a strong heartbeat still though there was a clot of some kind.  The ER doctor said to do nothing until I could see my doctor.  I made an appointment for the next Tuesday, the earliest time I could get.  Had more sonograms done and the doctor told us that it's possible that the clot could've been another baby that didn't attach correctly or it could be something rubbing that is causing internal bleeding.  Between the two we were hoping it was the Vanishing Twin Syndrome.  After doing research about why this happens we were surprised to find out how common this is.  So often that many times women don't know.  With the technology we have now, being able to see into the womb so early, we now can see how many eggs were fertilized and then later see that, usually, only one attaches correctly.  The reason we were hoping it was the Vanishing Twin Syndrome was because then that meant the bleeding would stop on its own.  If the bleeding was due to something that could cause more bleeding then the blood clot could move or get large enough to detach the embryo that was still going strong causing that one to miscarry.  I was put on moderate bed rest; I had to be a couch potato, I didn't have to stay laying down, just hardly move.  I was given an appointment a month from that day and told to come earlier if the bleeding continued still.  I bleed threw that weekend and some of it was bloody mucus.  I went back that following Tuesday, a week after I had first gone.  The clot was still there and then I was put on bed rest, this time I had to do even less.  I spent about the next two weeks laying in bed.  During that time I got morning sickness.  Bad too.  I threw up less then I did with Evelyn, or so I thought.  After a month, I was finally able to get around to doing things.  It had taken a few days to get back to having energy again.  At my next appointment I was given a prescription to help keep me from vomiting; Diclegis.  I don't like to take pills when pregnant, just my prenatal.  So often you hear of things that later have been found to cause problems and I don't want my child to suffer because I wanted to easy my pain (can you guess that I want to do a vaginal, natural birth?).  I didn't get the pills.  I was holding down more than I had been with Evelyn so I wasn't worried.  At the next doctors appointment my ketones were at -3.  The doctor told me to get my pills, take them and come the next day.  If my ketones weren't down, then I would be hospitalized.  My ketones were in the negative because there was too much acid in my system because nothing was being digested.  The baby was fine but she told me something could happen to the baby if things didn't change.  My doctor lives in a city about 40 miles away.  The hospital closest to us it not a hospital I want to deliver in.  Many women in the area choose to deliver at the hospital I will be delivering in.  Same place I did with Evelyn.  They are known in our area as being the baby hospital.  So since we needed the medicine right away, we stopped at a Wal-Mart next to were we planned on eating, still in the city.  They didn't have it but could get it the next day, no good.  So we went to CVS after eating, same thing.  Then to Walgreens.  Again, no.  Then we went to HEB Plus.  I have mentioned HEB several times but not HEB Plus.  Our town doesn't have one but this city does.  It is bigger, with much more.  It has clothes and much larger toy, book and outdoor sections.  It even has a full electronic section.  Anyways, we get to HEB Plus and they don't have it.

"Sorry, the only stores that have it are in ---ville and -----ville in our area," the woman tells me.

 

"Wait, did you say -----ville?" I asked.

 

"Yes I did."

 

"So -----ville has these pills?" I double checked.

 

"Yes," she still kindly spoke.

 

"Oh good!  That's where we live!  We were here for the doctors appointment and needed the pills right away so we were trying to get them here.  Oh yay!"  The women smiled and made a chuckle.

 

We get back home and we were able to get the pills.  Well, I didn't have to take them until I go to bed.  We rushed everywhere for almost no reason.  If we hadn't done that I don't think we would have found the pills on time though.  The next day my ketones were at zero again.  The pills didn't do it.  That's not what the pills are for but the possibility of being hospitalized caused me to change a little.  I took the pills but was still throwing up every other time I ate.  I was told to take another pill in the morning and the nurse said if that stops the vomiting but still not the nausea, I'm just going to have to deal with the nausea.  So since the start of December I have been going back and forth, everyday, between being dizzy and being nauseous.  The dizziness comes from the pills.  It makes me drowsy.  I can't drive and I sleep so much.  It's near like being bed ridden again.  I can't do the dishes because bending over putting the in the dishwasher or taking them out makes me even more lightheaded.  I try to do things around the house that don't require bending like sweeping.

 

So it comes to the end of the year now.  Three days from the new year and we have much to look forward to in 2014.  In order; we will find out the gender of our second child and will ready ourselves for that, the baby will be born, Evelyn will start school for the first time and my brother will be coming home from his mission.

Much to look forward to.