So, I have been waiting to write on this blog until I could make it official.
I am pregnant!
On February 7th I sat in my doctors office waiting for the test results. I just knew I was pregnant, I felt pregnant. At what would only be four weeks, how could I feel pregnant? What did that mean? I don't even know. I just had a feeling, a real feeling stronger than any other I had felt. I peed on the stick, and then I waited. My doctor walked into the room to give me the sad news. The test was negative. My head dropped instantly as he started walking me through what steps we should take next to help me get pregnant. Then, a knock on the door. The nurse came walking, no, nearly running in the room. "It changed, it changed!" she said as I started to cry. The test was positive. I was pregnant. The doctor looked at me seriously and began to warn me that it was still early, something could happen. He ordered blood work just to make sure. As I skipped out of the room and to the check out, the receptionist was so excited for me. She sees pregnant women all day, yet she seemed genuinely excited for me. I was in a haze, still crying and giggling. I had the blood work done and drove home, as I pulled into the garage I missed a phone call from my doctor. I listened to the voicemail, it was official. I was having a baby. Immediately I pulled out of the garage and to the store. I found a bib that said "I love my daddy".
When Greg, my sweet husband, got home from work, I hugged him tight and cried. Then when we released the hug I gave him the bib. He already knew that I thought I was pregnant, and since I didn't call him and tell him that I wasn't, he figured I was. He stared at the bib and asked "Really?" over and over again. All I could do was nod and smile behind my tears. We hugged and cried some more. I whispered, "you're going to be a daddy" in his ear over and over.
We told my parents a week later, and his parents a week after that. They were both very excited, but had to keep the secret until I could see my baby at my next appointment. I wanted to make sure it was real before we shared the news.
When we got to see our baby, it was so magical. I had so many doubts, was I really pregnant? Maybe there is a reason for a false positive test. But when I saw my tiny little child inside of me, I felt at peace. If I had been hydrated enough, I would have cried. Instead I was on the bed kind of whimpering. It was the most beautiful alien baby I have ever seen!
As my pregnancy progressed, I began feeling very sick. I was throwing up everything I ate or drank, I couldn't even keep water down. I was losing a significant amount of weight and was feeling very worried for the health of my baby. I knew this wasn't normal morning sickness. I called my family doctor to see if he thought it may be the flu. He suggested that he thinks it is a disease called HG. HG feels like food poisoning, only instead of lasting about a day, it lasts for weeks. It is miserable. I would be getting sick all day and all night. I could barely function. I dreaded going to work everyday. Since no one at work knew I was pregnant yet, I worried that they thought I was either bulimic or sick with the flu, and may be contagious.
At my next doctor's appointment I did a urine test and more blood work. The doctor called me as soon as the results came in and confirmed that I do have HG and told me to go the emergency room. I was severely dehydrated. When I got in a room, a doctor came in and told me to get comfortable, I was going to be there a while. Two bags of fluid, a shot of the miracle medicine, Zofran, and seven hours later I was sent home. I felt amazing. I was even able to eat a full meal!
Zofran is the medicine that has kept me able to function. I still have typical morning sickness on it, but I am only getting sick one or two times a day! I can handle that! I am able to enjoy being pregnant now. At 10 weeks, 5 days, I am nearly done with my first trimester. After the first trimester it is supposed to be a lot easier. I have a bit of a baby bump, which is so weird to me. I have lost about 25 pounds in 6 weeks (the pregnancy diet), yet my belly is pooching out! Right now it just looks like fat, but my husband smiles every time he sees it.
Everyone knows that I am pregnant now, which is so exciting for me. I love being able to be open about it. My sister had the best reaction to the announcement. She cried. So did a lot of other people, but for my sister, that is a big deal! It was really sweet. She will be the fun aunt I think. I am sure she will spoil this child rotten.
I plan on keeping this blog as a pregnancy journal. I will share every step of the way so my family and friends can stay connected during this amazing time in our lives.
