well the days continue to be arduous, teetering on the edge of oblivion. yes, i'm dramatic. all you've heard from me for weeks (going into months) is how sick i am. and i keep thinking i'll be able to come back and write about something fun and interesting. but alas, when sickness rules your world, it's tough to think about much else. so here we are again. . . talking about me. wallowing in my own self pity.
but i am hopeful! next week is the 12-week marker and the date i've mentally been thinking i will magically feel better. i'm usually right about everything (ask my husband), so i'm just sure i'm going to be right about this. and even if i'm not, i've gotten this far, so i guess i'll just keep chugging away.
but i also have something to look forward to! next tuesday i have my second appointment with my ob/gyn. not sure if i'll get another ultrasound out of this visit, but if nothing else, i expect an update of my progress and maybe an actual audible heartbeat? so we shall wait and see.
and on thursday, i go to see the maternal-fetal medicine specialist for my NT screening and perinatal consult. not really sure what that entails either, but i'm thinking there will be an ultrasound involved there since they said we could bring in a blank DVD to record the proceedings if we wanted.
this extra screening comes courtesy of my "advanced maternal age". oh the irony in that. for the first time in my life, i feel ready for a baby. . .emotionally, financially in every way i guess except physically. . .according to statistics, due to my aged and decrepit womb. let's hope it holds out for 6 more months at least!
but i have no regrets. one episode of Teen Mom reaffirms that i made the right decision (for me) to wait until i felt absolutely ready. and i can rest assured that i do. now, this baby needs to realize that i do not enjoy feeling ill and that we'd get along much better if he/she would just chill out a little bit so we could just get along and live in harmony.
but in the meantime, i'll continue to survive on mashed potatoes, malt-o-meal and macaroni and cheese. oh my, yes indeed!
Thursday, July 29, 2010
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2 comments:
Hang in there.
Love you and see you soon. We will have a painting party, except you will have to stay out by the pool!
lions, tigers and bears...oh my!
Dear "Dorothy"
It must be a girl, this baby of yours.
Girls always give you a run for your money!
Just remember "there's no place like home" so maybe if you click your ruby slippers together 3 times it will all be over soon and if not, then when you do come home to the compound you have others to take care of you and the wee little one!
Love you
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