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20
Apr
10

killing me

This story from the SF Chronicle says it all.  Giants: why must you mess with my emotions?  You are like the cute boy who impressed me from the start, captures my heart, then backs away.  I am confused.  I am hurt.  I believed in you.

Yeah, I know that I’m being dramatic.  After all, it’s only the 3rd week of the season.  But, damn!  My love/hate relationship with my Giants is rough, and I’m sensing that this season is going to be particularly rough.

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05
Apr
10

Blood! Ack!

Sorry in advance for the TMI.

This morning I was on the toilet doing my business.  I blew my nose then used the same tissue to wipe “down there”.  As I do every time I pee, I check the TP for any signs of anything “unusual”.  My heart stopped for a moment as I saw drops of blood.  My biggest nightmare.  Although bleeding is very common, especially early on in pregnancy, I haven’t had it yet and it can signal an imminent miscarriage.

For a moment I panicked then realized the blood was a bit faded as it had seeped through the folded over TP.  I grabbed a new bit of TP, wiped down there and nothing.  That is when I realized that the blood must have come from my nose!  So I blew my nose again, and sure enough spots of blood.  PHEW!

Bloody noses are another symptom of pregnancy, although it hadn’t happened to me yet.  I’ll take it!  So weird!

05
Apr
10

Wrong Wrong

Okay, this is silly.  Found this website and couldn’t resist!

The Baby Genie name generator came up with:

girl: Barbara Gloria DeStefano

boy: Noah Warren DeStefano

Sorry!  No go.

02
Apr
10

8 pounds!

That’s right!  Not even sure how it happened but 8 pounds later, here I am.  I am continuing to eat well (normal), exercise like normal and magically…. 8 pounds!  Makes sense considering I can no longer zip up my jeans.  I am almost 16 weeks in and you really aren’t supposed to gain a lot of weight (if any) during your first trimester.  Apparently starting the 2nd trimester, you are supposed to gain a pound a week.  So that means I should gain 24 more pounds (!!!!!) 24 + 8 = 32!  Oh brother.  Please don’t laugh when you see me waddling down the street this summer!

30
Mar
10

oops, time flies

I must apologize for my absence…. time flies when you are having fun.

Yep, I’m still here and I am still pregnant.  : )  I DID actually pass that magical boundary into the 2nd trimester, which basically means my chances of miscarriage have been lowered to something like a chance of 1%.  Big fat PHEW!

Really, at this point, at 15 weeks (!!), I feel completely normal.  My only reminders that I am actually pregnant are the little “twinges” and “pulls” I feel in my lower belly (uterus) from time to time and discomfort when I try to sleep on my belly (my favorite way to sleep unfortunately).

Other than that, I feel like I have more energy than usual.  Guess I should take advantage of this and try to accomplish a lot before I get sluggish and lethargic, which is supposed to hit in the 3rd trimester.

I find out Baby D’s sex on May 7… that seems like an ETERNITY away.  I am dying to find out.  Oh yeah, and s/he’s the size of an avocado now!

More soon…

30
Mar
10

sardines

Today I read that it is good for pregnant women to eat oily fish, such as canned tuna and sardines.  So, I went to the grocery store, picked up a can, came home and ate 1/2 the can immediately.  Yummy!  I hadn’t eaten sardines in years and forgot how tasty they are.

A few hours later, gag reflex.  The little fishies were just NOT sitting well in my tummy.  Went to brush my teeth in hopes that freshening my mouth would help.  Instead it just caused me to gag further and out came the sardines along with some bread and avocado I’d eaten for dinner.  Oh well, so much for sardines!

30
Mar
10

Charity

I belong to an infertility forum called, Fertile Thoughts.  The forum has brought me great comfort over the past 6 months or so as I was fully immersed in the world of “ART” or assisted reproductive technology.  It’s a life that revolves around one’s monthly cycle and if you are infertile, it truly feels like a neverending, hopeless story.

One of the gals who posts regularly on this forum is a woman named Charity.  As her name suggests, she is one of the kindest, most supportive, helpful gals on the forum…. always quick to give advice, encouragement, virtual hugs, etc.  She is also a strong, independent woman who had made the decision to use donor sperm to pursue her dreams of having a baby on her own.

She and I bonded because we had our iui procedures on the same day… thus we had to endure the dreaded 2week wait (the 2 week period between ovulation and the time when a pregnancy test can confirm a positive result).  This wait feels like an eternity as those who have endured infertility treatment can attest.

So the day I got my BFP (big fat positive) – a major milestone in the world of infertility, Charity got a BFN (big fat negative).

This day was the start of a major emotional rollercoaster ride for me… however it is nothing compared to the ride Charity endured.

A few days later, she happily posted that the AF (auntie flow or menstrual period) she thought had arrived, was simply spotting (common in early pregnancy), so she took another HPT (home pregnancy test) and it was a BFP!!!  We all reveled in her joy and happiness.  This was the best news ever.

A few weeks later, Charity posted that she had gone in for an ultrasound and learned that there is a slight possibility she could be having twins.  She was ecstatic.  Again we reveled in her joy and happiness.   The doctors could not tell for certain if it was a twin or a blood clot, so she scheduled a follow up appointment for today to learn how many babies she’d be having.

Today I read the following post with a very heavy heart:

Hi girls,

I’ve got some terrible news.

I had my sonogram today to determine whether or not I am pregnant with twins. Instead, I found out that my baby died about a week ago. There was no heartbeat.

I’m scheduled for a D & C on Friday.

I will be taking a break indefinitely.

Thanks for all your support and encouragement.
I wish you all the best.

Heartbreaking.  Her due date was just a day after mine.  News like this scares the bejeebers out of me.  After all, this could be my news next week.

Sending you my love, Charity.