Posts Tagged ‘morning sickness’

Bloodwork and Nausea

Tuesday, March 17th, 2009

So I’m putting a cut in place for those who get squeamish from vomit and blood stories… (more…)

Update on Daniel

Sunday, February 15th, 2009

So I’m actually calling the sea monkey by its given name now.  Yes, I’ve accepted that I’m pregnant — that moment came in December when we had the first ultrasound and I saw him moving around.

I did see Dr. Awesome two days after the ultrasound.  It was a minor visit — she just wanted to see me and make sure all was well.  Daniel was asleep so his heart rate was only about 120 instead of the normal 140-150 that we normally get when he’s doing somersaults, kickboxing me, or playing with his feet.  Measurement-wise, I’m also where I should be which I guess is good.  Weight-wise, I gained 0.6 lbs which I find so funny because I’ve just gained and lost that weight since about December with little change.

Last Sunday (a week ago), I got hit with severe nausea and was up a good chunk of the night vomiting and cleaning out the sink drain because my stomach contents plugged it up.  I have plastic bags near wherever I’m sleeping because the nausea usually hits pretty fast and the other part of the night, I was making trips to the bathroom because of all the ginger ale and club soda (basically carbonated water) I was drinking to try and settle my stomach.  Going into work on Monday morning was NOT an option due to having no sleep.

As for my tummy, there’s debate on whether or not it’s all that big.  I’m definitely pregnant-looking but people have commented that I’m not “showing” as much as I could.  (This is so nice to hear because I do feel like I resemble a beached whale on occasion.)  I’m fitting into pre-pregnancy clothes kind of intermittently and shirts are long enough as long as I’m aware of where they are relative to my waistband.  (I consider it impolite to show off belly skin.)

In my non-pregnancy life, I’m reading a really great book by Barbara Kingsolver called Animal, Vegetable, Miracle: A Year in Food Life.  I should be feeling guilty because I eat a lot of processed foods these days as well as lots of Subway (serious convenience factor on my part, not to mention that they’ll make me whatever I want in terms of a sandwich) but I’m not due to not having the time or energy to have a social conscience at the moment.  It’s kind of amusing because it theoretically would not be that hard to actually eat the way she describes in the book during much of the year as I can get (and probably store) vegetables from neighbors and from the Hutterites.  As far as meat/dairy, the Hutterites slaughter chickens and do eggs, most of my parishioners raise cattle (and would probably sell me beef if I wanted it), a couple of my church kids sell eggs, and one of my neighbors milks her own cattle.  Looking out over the vast whitescape right now, this is all pretty far-fetched because it’s very definitely WINTER here and my local grocery store (while fairly good) doesn’t import all that much variety out of season.  Once Daniel is born, I might actually have the time to have a food conscience (strange as it sounds) because I can take him to farmer’s markets with me and I’m sure my neighbors wouldn’t mind a visit if I wanted meat or milk or eggs.

Off to curl up with the panther who is probably wondering why Mommy hasn’t come to see her yet.  (Then again, she had me this morning because I was sleeping some Sudafed instead of being in church like a good pastor’s wife.)

No Place To Hide!

Thursday, January 22nd, 2009

I had my pre-natal check-up on Tuesday.  I was late getting there because I got stuck at work… literally.  (Melting ice is bad under the front wheels of your car, especially on an incline.)  When I got to the clinic, I had to wait almost 40 minutes to be called back because it was one of those “OMGWTFBBQ-I-HAVE-TO-BE-SEEN-TODAY!!!!!!!!!!” days for my doctor.  Having had a glass of water before I left, I was a little uncomfortable.

After getting called back, doing the UA, having my vitals taken, and all that stuff, we checked my measurements (I’m perfectly where I need to be), my weight (lost 0.1 lbs this week), and listened for a heartbeat.  Given that the little parasite baby has been eating off my fat reserves, we got the heartbeat immediately as it has pretty much lost all of its padding and hiding places!!!!!!!!

My next ultrasound (for gender) will be on Friday, January 30th at 9 a.m.  This is good because it means that I don’t have to deal with all the “OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!  I’M IN THE E.R. AND I HAVE A BROKEN BONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” people (who were going to be shot last time if I’d had to wait any longer — they make you have 32 oz. of liquid in your bladder for two hours prior to the ultrasound and I was getting crabby) and I can actually work most of my day.

The “superspecial ultrasound to check for PAA” will be on February 20th at 10 a.m. in Great Falls.

Meanwhile, I’m thankful that one of my regualr skirts from before my pregnancy still fits.  Granted, I got it a size larger because I hate having pencil-thin skirts but it does fit and it works for winter weather as long as it isn’t sub-zero.  I’m also carrying my baby fairly high so my hips and lower abdomen are still pretty normal.

A Pregnant Christmas

Wednesday, December 31st, 2008

I spent Christmas Eve, Christmas Day, and Boxing Day at home trying to get my new laptop to work.  We flew to Seattle on the 27th and got back today around 4:30 MST.  (Hence the pause in posting, OK?)

My mommy was nice enough to hem my maternity pants from Old Navy and Target.  I don’t even want to know how much material she had to cut off in order to shorten them adequately — let’s just say that I have a 27″ inseam and leave it at that, OK?  I also still need to find maternity tops because my current batch of shirts are not quite long enough to cover my growing tummy.  Thankfully, I still have skirts I can wear when the weather isn’t sub-zero.

I did have my Saturday vomiting time on the 27th just before we got the rental car.  (I then had to deal with Seattle traffic.  Oh flipping joy.)  I had nothing in my stomach so I was just dry-heaving.  The nausea hit again on Monday and while I did make it to the toilet on that one, laundry was still required to take care of the other thing that happens whenever I start vomiting too hard.  There was also the tired achy feeling I’d get if I didn’t sleep well which is currently making me doubt my ability to stay up until midnight tonight.

Catching Up

Sunday, December 21st, 2008

It was bloody cold (-20F) last Saturday and we had a storm with blowing snow… but I decided to go to Great Falls anyway.  When I hit the edge of Shelby (the nearest town to us), I got hit rapidly with nausea and puked all over myself and my coat and the front seat of the car.  Thankfully, I had a spare coat in the car as well as spare gloves and there was a big enough plastic bag to put all my outerwear into.  I still had to do a couple errands though and I was rather self-conscious about my appearance!  I finally got home, stripped off my nasty clothes, showered, and huddled under blankets.  With windchill, it was -42F outside and I wasn’t much warmer!!!

I got flattened with nausea and vertigo on Monday (in addition to complete lack of sleep) so I was just at work from Tuesday to Friday.  Friday, I had my pre-natal appointment and told Dr. Awesome that I wanted a flu shot.  I mean, I seem to be getting EVERYTHING going around (no thanks to certain of my co-workers who are incapable of washing their hands after they cough or sneeze) and even though I’m having a little bit of reaction to the shot (I’m mildly allergic to eggs), it’s probably the best thing for me.  We’re also temporarily upping my Effexor XR to deal with panic and anxiety right now from the pregnancy hormones.

The fun part of the appointment: the sea monkey did not want to be found for a heartbeat (probably because the little brat was somewhere around my back) so after 5 minutes of pressing on my lower abdomen with her Doppler reader, Dr. Awesome called over to the hospital and told them she needed to play with their ultrasound machine.  So… we marched over there 20 minutes later and they put more cold gel on my stomach and pressed some more.  They did see the baby and we *did* have a fetal heartbeat (148 for those interested).  The sea monkey looks a whole lot like Gollum right now!!!

I did finally get down to Great Falls yesterday and made out like a bandit at Old Navy!  3 pairs of pants for $40.  Granted, I need to take them to Seattle with me next weekend to get hemmed but that’s doable.  Target was also good though I think I might end up taking one pair back when we head to the airport next Friday. They also weren’t having a sale so I think I paid about $60 for the two pairs I got there.  I’m going to go on the Old Navy site and see about finding some tops that work (i.e. that are long enough to cover my belly).

Oh yeah… and I was actually somwhat prepared with a plastic bag when the nausea hit yesterday! I must remember to have saltines with me though…

Medication Withdrawl

Thursday, October 23rd, 2008

I now sooooo understand why they are really wary of bi-polar women getting pregnant — most of the SSRI’s and medications for it are class C or D which means they can harm the fetus and the women need to be taken off of them.  I’m just dealing with the withdrawal from my Effexor XR (for dysthymia) and I’m having WICKED side effects.  The dizziness is obnoxious and kind of scary.  The panic attacks are debilitating.  I had to leave work early yesterday because I couldn’t stop crying.

I went to see Dr. Awesome today and she told me to get on the Wellbutrin immediately.  I’ve also apparently gained 10 lbs in the 10 days since my last visit (thank you bronchial crud, asthmatic response to bronchial crud, and sea monkey sucking all the energy out of me) so… I have orders to walk/taebo/whatever as soon as I can keep myself upright.  As if I wasn’t already feeling like a beached whale…

Oh yeah… apparently, my beta blocker is also not great for the sea monkey so I’m on a new one.  *crosses fingers that it works on migraines*

Nausea, Car Trips, and Colcannon

Saturday, October 18th, 2008

I left my lunch around exit 373 on I-15 yesterday so I wasn’t feeling particularly optimistic for the trip to St. Mary Lake today with my parents (who are visiting).  I brought my saltines and some plastic bags and figured that if I got sick, I’d get sick.

Well… my problem wasn’t morning sickness/nausea/morning sickness (mostly because I’d not eaten anything except a few saltines) — it was that I needed to pee and there were no open bathrooms in St. Mary or Babb.  The only reason I got to use one was my mom went postal on a store clerk about how I was pregnant and this was serious and I’d get really ill if I didn’t.  (Thankfully, the owner’s daughter happened to be there and ushered me into the back because I think we were about ready to kill the clerk.  She was being incredibly bitchy about it telling my mom that I should just hold it in like she does.)

I managed to keep things in and have even kept dinner down thus far.  (We made colcannon and it turned out really well.)  I’m thinking the baby is chill with Irish food?