Tag Archives: week 8

Worried

27 Jul

Started having some brown discharge. It was barely there at first and only when I strained. But then there was more. Combined with some lower back and lower abdomen pains. More so on the left.

After 4 days of worrying, I got restless enough that I got my hubby to bring me to the ER at midnight yesterday.

After four hours, I was told that my HCG level is consistent with 8-10 weeks (I am about 7w6d today)  and that I have the pregnancy in the uterus (not ectopic) and there is a heartbeat.

They don’t have internal u/s in ER so I had to go back today for a more thorough u/s.

Which also didn’t reveal anything other than a biggish cyst on the left ovary (which they didn’t even mention – I saw it in the report printout).

They say they aren’t too concerned with brown discharge saying it means old blood which could be anything. Even implantation bleeding leftovers.

What left me deeply dissatisfied with the experience is that they didn’t check my progesterone levels as “that’s not covered under ER services”.

Since with my first pregnancy I was prescribed progesterone suppositories, I now wonder if it’s low again – and that’s what’s causing the brown discharge.

I read tons online – all of it aggravatingly inconclusive. Could be notging, could be everything. I’m a bit less worried now that I know that my baby’s alright – at least for now – but if this brown discharge continues to bother me, I’ll have to think how I can get my progesterone checked, not having a family doctor (and my first gyno appointment is in 2 weeks).

The good thing out of this whole ordeal? This precious baby just got real for me, having seen the heartbeat.

Cling on, my little pea! Ee love you..

Moving Along the Timeline

24 Jun

It’s been 4 weeks since we found out we’re pregnant. Hard to believe. It feels like I’ve been pregnant for ages. Well, pregnant with knowledge, anyway (I don’t really feel pregnant… still find it hard to believe there is a new human being growing inside my belly).

I am thinking of the journey still ahead of us – summer, fall, winter… We’re due on Feb. 5th. It feels so long. It feels so far away. And yet – 4 weeks have passed already. And our Blueberry will be 8 weeks on Sunday. So time is moving.

And I am thinking: do I really need a pregnancy book? I have one – which my friend gave to me. I receive weekly emails from a couple of websites with updates of what’s happening inside me. Do I really need to know more?

I sure need to know more about labour – but signing up for prenatal classes later on will take care of that.

So. What I really think we need – is to start reading books about parenting. To start building our point of view on whether a crying baby needs to be addressed immediately, or should be left alone to build its character and cry itself to sleep every now and then (sounds brutal). Take the baby to bed? When to transfer the baby to a separate bedroom? For how long to breastfeed?

Just as I found myself utterly unprepared when I found I was pregnant (I knew so much about each of the 28 cycle days and NOTHING about week 5 and further) – I am worried that we might find ourselves totally unprepared for when the baby is with us.

What do you think? When is it time to start reading about raising a child?

And – what books would you recommend?

Do Boobs Hurt All the Time?

24 Jun

My left boob almost doesn’t hurt and right one is also less painful. Is it normal or am I losing pregnancy symptoms and should be worried?..

Dancing Blueberry

23 Jun

My hubby got us into tango classes as my bday gift this year. Have I ever mentioned that we conceived our Blueberry (most probably) on my bday?

Anyway… today was the first class. And we both enjoyed it tremendously! The instructor is fun, the steps aren’t easy but he gives them in a fun way, and no criticism at this point.Tango music, close contact with each other, feeling each other’s rhythm… Very cool.

It was lots of fun and we both agreed that even our Blueberry enjoyed the dancing – and the music 🙂

Of course, then we went out to eat and I got bloated to enormous proportions. I look 6 months pregnant (I am NOT kidding).

Looking forward to class #2 next Thursday!

A Typical Day at 7+ Weeks Pregnancy

22 Jun

6:30 am – alarm goes off, I promptly get my ass out of bed, shove a progesterone suppository up my ass, swallow a vitamin, get back to bed, all in a 3-minute time. Usually, I fall asleep.

7:00 am – alarm goes off. Press snooze. And snooze. And snooze. Finally, I drag myself to the washroom. I am tired. I am sleepy. I promise myself I will go to bed earlier today. I am so bloated that going to the washroom as an excruciating embarrassment, the sounds I am making! DH is good about never commenting on it.

7:30 am – wondering what the hell should I wear to conceal my bloated bump. After dressing, spend some time in front of the mirror, changing poses, straightening shoulders and sticking out my significantly enlarged boobs in attempt to make the bump look smaller (relative to boobs) or vanish. No such luck.

8:00 am – I leave for work. Once again, I worry over not having nausea. I secretly squeeze my breasts while in streetcar, making sure they’re still sore. Making sure I’m still pregnant. Although that might be all progesterone’s work.

9:00 am – I start my work day. Unbelievably tired. I now drink sweetened tea – I can’t stand the taste of unsweetened green tea anymore, for some reason. I sadly count the resulting increase in calorie intake.

10 am – I already am hungry. Again. Oatmeal in a cup time. But I am not tired and sleepy, finally! Every now and then I secretly stroke my belly and talk to my blueberry in my head.

12 pm – lunch is getting bigger every week. Or else I get hungry like an hour later.

3 pm – my head gets heavy, there is budding headache building up, I am exhausted. It feels like it is 3 am, not 3 pm. My real work day is 10 am – 3 pm, minus lunch. All other time I struggle with exhaustion. Sometimes I wanna cry – so tired I feel. Looking at computer screen is pure torture, my eyes hurt, my brain pulses. I have to time my washroom visits so that there’s no one there to overhear the cacophony I produce.

5 pm – headache settled in, I throw myself into a streetcar, head home, and spend a couple of hours planted on a couch, reading blogs, emails, and forums. I am incapable to do anything at all. Let the dishes pile up, let the laundry accumulate to Himalaya mountains proportions… I couldn’t care less.

7:30 pm – headache lifts off, feel more energetic and serene. I have dinner, light dinner. I plan my evening water intake so as not to have to wake up in the middle of the night to go pee. DH comes home, kisses belly, talks to it a bit.

10 pm – double-progesterone, vitamin, get in bed, read. Rub my belly, think of my blueberry, talk to it in my head.

11 pm – lights off. The tossing and turning begins. My boobs are sore, my stomach is bloated, various muscles and bones are sore, I am generally uncomfortable. Often I have to get up and use the washroom – that’s progesterone at work for you. Night time lullaby for DH’s ears *sigh*

4:30 am – no matter what I do, I still usually wake up to pee. So annoying. Another toss’n’turn session ensues.

6:30 am – repetition of the previous day…

My Blueberry

20 Jun

Still overbloated. Trying to use my enlarged boobs as a cover up – walk around sticking them out to let the dress hang over the belly. It still is noticeable. It couldn’t be the bump, not at 7w 1d. But I don’t feel constipated. Nothing hurts, no internal pressures…

Still no nausea. Still worried. It showed up for a few days and disappeared. But too tired to worry much. I barely drag my feet around. By the time I get home, I am ready to crawl into bed.

I wake up pretty much every night around 4 am now – I need to pee. And then my alarm goes off at 6:30 – progesterone time. And then another alarm gets me out of bed for good at 7 am. I can’t sleep in even on weekends. I wake up just after 7 am. Although, on weekends I tend to fall back asleep. Feels like boot camp for when the baby’s born.

5 weeks of progesterone done, 5 weeks still ahead of me. Fun.

Baby’s the size of a blueberry. 50 days down, I have 230 days to go.

I am not complaining. Trust me, I am overjoyed. But after 5 pm I get so exhausted I don’t even have the energy for any emotions. This is so bizarre…

Bloated or Bump?

19 Jun

I have no idea which one it is, but the last couple of days I look very pregnant. I mean, people do get bloated, especially pregnant people, but surely that doesn’t last for 2 days straight?

And, you know, I am not constipated or anything… But my belly is inexplicable. Right when the in-laws were here. And we didn’t want to say anything for it’s too early (I am 7 weeks today). And my MIL kept looking at my belly. And no matter how hard I tried to suck it in, I just couldn’t. I look very pregnant indeed. Is this normal – at 7 weeks? Or am I constipated without even knowing it? I tried to poo or at least pass some gas every time I visited the bathroom, but the belly stayed right where it was.

I felt a bit bad for not saying anything to in-laws.

And now I am thinking I should go buy a couple of those long, roomy cardigans to wear in the office (thank god it’s cold enough there to warrant my wearing them) – to conceal the bump. If it is, indeed, the bump…

Only last week I took a 6w0d picture – there was NOTHING. If I took a picture now, you’d say – woah! No way this happened all in one week.

We’ll see, I guess… Maybe tomorrow morning I will poop a 2-feet-long thing, like one of my blogging friends mentioned earlier… Surely that demands lots of space?..