Week 9 ~ January 6th – 12th
After 3 weeks off from work
(holidays and inclement weather), I went back to work. I was slightly nervous about my return. I hadn't been feeling 100% and I needed to be back on my game. Things were going to be BUSY. This week I discovered three things. First discovery: when my stomach growls, eat. In fact, I need to anticipate and eat just before my stomach signals it wants food. If I do this, I may be able to shake that nauseous feeling. Funny thing I've noticed, when my stomach growls, it roars. It’s even woke me up on occasions. No forgetting to eat for me! Second discovery: being busy during the day is actually good for me. I haven't felt as crummy when I've had things I've had to accomplish. There has, however, been one downfall to being so busy during the day - I crash at night. And I mean crash. I swear, Hubby, there will come a day again when I'll be able to stay up past 9:30 pm. And, my third discovery: I cry VERY easily. This week - Foldgers commercial. But come on, those commercials always tug at the heart strings!
A peek at week 9:
babe = olive
Week 10 ~ January 13th – January 19th
I had been really good about avoiding caffeine. I pretty much stopped coffee cold turkey. Maybe the fact that coffee sounded disgusting for the first several weeks had a little something to do with it but whatever the reason, I hadn't so much as reached for a caffeinated beverage in over a month. Well, that streak changed this week. It was a Friday afternoon. I had just finished a busy week back at work and needed to run a few errands before heading home. I had to drive all over town for these errands so I thought I would treat myself to a little Starbucks. I had rehearsed my order in my head as I pulled into the parking lot - tall decaf iced coffee with nonfat milk. I pulled up to order -
"Hi, I'd like a tall iced coffee with nonfat milk". I pulled up to pay -
"Here's your tall iced coffee with nonfat milk". And then I took the first sip - crud. I forgot to say decaf! Now, I know very well a little caffeine won't hurt me or the babe. I've even read that I can have up to two cups of coffee a day. I had just done so well and couldn't believe I slipped. But you know what? I think the caffeine actually was a good thing for me on this day. I peppily completed my errands, felt great and energized when I got home and was able to stay up past 10:00 that night! Maybe a jolt of caffeine is just what I need – from time to time.
A peek at week 10:
babe = prune
Week 11 ~ January 20th – January 26h
Week 11 was off to a good start. Actually, make that a great start. I went to work on the day I turned 11 weeks and felt...not pregnant. At first I was a little worried but then I got my weekly electronic update and read that after this week I may begin to feel more like myself again and have more energy. Sounds good to me! Most everything was good this week. Things actually went well until the weekend.
The repair work from our Christmas water damage was complete so I had designated Saturday as my day to embark on operation cleanup. I tried to take it slow. I had all day and Hubby was away. I didn't think I overdid it until I felt some cramping and pressure in my lower left abdomen. We went to our friends' home for dinner and the pain continued to persist. The next morning, I still felt the pressure and it was becoming slightly uncomfortable. Just as we were getting ready to head out the door to church I noticed I was spotting. Hmm...this had not happened to me yet. I knew from reading that this is common in many pregnancies but that didn't stop the worry. After a call to the on call doctor number and speaking with my nurse practitioner it was decided we would come in to the ER to rule out a tubal pregnancy. Hubby and I were pretty scared. I kept thinking this was something I brought on from possibly overdoing it around the house the day before. Thankfully our ER was efficient and the staff was incredibly warm and reassuring. We had a wonderful nurse, doctor, and technician. The worst parts of the day (the initial scare and the catheter...that's a whole other blog post) were soon overshadowed by the best part of our day...probably our month…maybe our year. We got to see our baby and its heartbeat and all looked good. What a relief!
The following Wednesday was set to be my 12 week visit when we would hear the heartbeat for the first time. I was no longer nervous for that one - I knew with confidence there would be a heartbeat. My nurse practitioner, however, called the next day (Monday) and wanted us to come back in to do a sonogram. So, we got to see the baby again and even got pictures this time! During this visit it was also discovered I have placenta previa, which means my placenta is sitting on top of my cervix, not sitting up in my uterus where it is supposed to be. Most all cases of placenta previa fix themselves and the placenta migrates up to where it needs to be. For now, I'm on restricted activity and exercise which is quite difficult for me. But, I guess being willing to take some help and making myself relax will have a very nice reward.
A peek at week 11:
baby = lime
And...our baby at 11 weeks!