Health and Pregnancy

The Waiting Game

Thank you all for your supportive words yesterday. I’m still kind of reeling from it all. As of writing this, I am now 37 weeks, the most pregnant I’ve ever been. It was also the most pregnant I was ever supposed to be, so I’m having a hard time mentally readjusting. I was only able…

Heather, I Think You’ve Gone Over To The Bad Place

Mike and I showed up bright and early yesterday to Dr. Risky’s office for my amnio. Yesterday was the first day of a union strike at Dr. Risky’s hospital (her office is adjacent to the hospital) so it was pretty crazy in the entire area. Despite that, I felt pretty calm until I was laying…

A “Special” Amnio

I have an amnio this morning. I’m nervous. Not for the pain/discomfort, giving myself a shot every day has prepped me for that. I’m mostly nervous about the results. Dr. Risky wants to make sure The Acrobat’s lungs are mature since gestational diabetes can slow down development in that area. I’m also a little nervous…

The Fairy Reading Tent

We’ve finally started getting The Acrobat’s room ready in earnest. I’m hopeful that we’ll have it mostly ready to go this week, but it really depends on my energy level. I wake up in the mornings exhausted, after “sleeping” fitfully all night, so I run out of gas pretty fast these days. I’ve been setting…

Bye Bye Belly

Even though I really am not enjoying being pregnant, there is, strangely, one thing I like: my belly. I have countless reasons to hate it: ~ At last measurement, it was 49 inches around. I am only 63 inches tall. ~ My back hurts and my ribs ache in a way I cannot adequately describe…almost…

The Tail End

In the waiting room at Dr. Risky’s office yesterday, I noticed that a lot of people were looking at me. At first I thought it was the, “Holy Crap She’s About To Pop” look, but then I realized it was the “OMG THERE IS SOMETHING MOVING IN THERE” stare. The Acrobat was particularly wiggly when…

Making Peace With Pregnancy

I’m in the last few weeks of this pregnancy, and I’m sort of stupidly realizing that I’m in the last few weeks of this pregnancy. As in soon, this phase of my life will be over forever. There’s a part of my brain that’s telling me I need to enjoy this remaining bit of time,…

The I Can’t Stage

I’ve reached the weeks of pregnancy that one of Dr. Risky’s nurses calls the “I Can’t” stage: I can’t breathe, I can’t eat, I can’t sleep. I keep reminding myself that this is a very quick stage because UGH. I feel like I’m hyperventilating with all the quick, short breaths. Plus, my contractions have changed…

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