Happy 16 weeks of pregnancy according to my OB and 17 weeks of pregnancy according to me! Based on my last period and baby's current measurements, I'm definitely 17 weeks along today. But they measured baby a week small at my first appointment, so they pushed my due date back a week and it seems like they're never going to correct it. Oh well. With Jack I went into labor naturally a few days before my due date so I'm not particularly worried. But when people ask my due date, I honestly just shrug haha.
I had my 16-week appointment today. Thank goodness we switched it to a virtual appointment, because my doctor had to run in for an emergency c-section and they would've had to reschedule an in-person visit and I would have spent my entire day driving to and from Kirtland for nothing. Instead they just called me, told me he'd be late, asked if he could call me for a quick phone appointment instead of the virtual video appointment, and an hour later I had a 10-minute phone check-in and was done. Amazing. Phone-call OB appointments 4evr and evr amen. (Obviously I'll go in for my 20-week ultrasound, but whenever possible I will be scheduling virtual appointments from here on out.)
This last week was "Spring Break." There was one day that hit 70 degrees and another day that snowed big huge fluffy snowflakes. Nothing that stuck, though. Jack was pretty much over his cold, but Jared and I both caught a cold (not sure if it was the same one or a different one Jared brought home from work) and are still recovering. It hasn't been too bad except for if I accidentally cough too deeply I have to order everyone to STOP MOVING AND TALKING RIGHT NOW!!!! and then hold very still and not breathe for 30 seconds while I wait for this awful wave of "girl you gonna puke" to slowly roll through my entire body and hope I can just ride the wave until it passes. I'm very grateful this cold came at 16 weeks instead of last month, because I would have been puking at every cough if I was 12 weeks along, but at 16 weeks I was narrowly able to hold the pukes off. Hallelujah! I still have rough nausea times most days, but I truly think I might be done with the vomiting this pregnancy. (Keep in mind that I'm still needing to be on FOUR kinds of nausea meds to maintain this level of functionality, and I'm still very nauseous every evening. Woof. Thank uuuuuu meds. Could be so much worse rn.)
Jack's strong dinosaur phase continues. He has a children's encyclopedia of dinosaurs, and he knows the names of like 50 different species. I took him to Lake Roesiger on the 70-degree day this last week and he played dinosaurs with other kids on the beach most of the time. Very cute. Here are some pictures from our week!
Well hey. We're all sick but at least it's springtime!
This last Monday Jared and I had plans to drive half an hour north to La Conner to check out the blooming daffodil fields if I was feeling up to it. This was going to be a date since Jared only works til noon on Mondays, but Jack had a wicked cough so I kept him home from preschool and he joined us. He did a covid test and it was negative, so I was like, "Get me out of this house." We had a good time! We had lunch right next to the water--fish and chips at a restaurant my brother Jordan took me to when they were living in this part of Washington 3 years ago. After lunch we walked down the boardwalk and Jack loved watching the boats. Then we drove around and saw a bunch of pretty daffodil fields in full bloom! Unfortunately there were no places to pull off on the side of the road to get a picture. I felt bad because Jack was under the impression that he was going to get to walk around the fields, but that didn't happen. So we pulled off next to a fire station that had daffodils growing next to it and snapped a picture on our way home.
Jack continued to have a cough of death for the rest of the week (just a bad cold), so he stayed home from preschool. It was cool and all, but now he has "spring break" next week, so another week without preschool. Plus Jared is busier than ever at work, leaving before we wake up and getting home around 7:00 every evening. At least Jack's not that sick anymore, but now Jared and I have minor colds. I will say, a cold usually really harshes my jam, but when I hold a cold up next to my pregnancy nausea, I can only roll my eyes at it. Anyway, here's a couple more sicky pics from the week:
That's pretty much all I've got for you! The nausea situation is slowly getting more manageable during the morning/early afternoons. It's kind of up to me how a day's going to go now. As long as I eat something before I get out of bed and every hour throughout the entire day (yes, every hour) and don't fall behind on my meds, most days are pretty good until around 4:00. I mean, I definitely still feel lousy compared to normal, but it could be so much worse. I only had one really bad day last week, and I think it's because I wasn't careful and didn't eat for a 3-hour stretch of time. So anyway, here's to another week of constant snacking, and fingers crossed no one throws up!!
I'm going on 12 weeks pregnant here! Stamina waxes and wanes. Some days I'm like, "Sweet. Meds are helping. Still doing better than I was with Jack's pregnancy by this point." Other days I'm like, "My body is broken and I want to die." The hardest part, always and forever, is the constant nausea. When I was pregnant with Jack my nausea levels varied from 8-10 out of 10 every minute of the first half of my pregnancy. And then a little less the second half. This time it's a much wider swing. Still gets to a 10, but sometimes the nausea is as low as maybe like a 3 out of 10. But it's still constant, and that can really get a girl down. Honestly the only way out is through, and I'm grateful to be just about "through" with the first/worst trimester. Baby is growing healthy and strong, for which I'm grateful. I think I even felt a little flutter last night. Pritty kool.
My OB prescribed me some dissolvable zofran, which I started for the first time this last week. It actually has been much more effective than the oral zofran for me, but zofran will mess a digestive tract up BIG time. I'm trying so hard to take it only when I know I'm seconds from throwing up, which so far is usually twice a day. It's either zofran or reglan to get me through the day. Reglan isn't as effective as zofran for me and makes me feel kind of twitchy and off, but no digestive side effects. Just pickin my poison on a day-to-day basis over here. My dream is to be off all heavier meds by 16-20 weeks. Since I was super sick all through Jack's pregnancy I know I'll likely have to stay on unisom/benadryl the whole time, but if I can get off the heavier stuff with the rough side effects I'll be a happy camper.
Those are the updates for the week! Jared's schedule gets busier and busier with each month, but he still loves his job. Jack's living on snacks and screen time. And preschool. Thank heavens for preschool. He's started getting himself dressed for preschool because his grandparents got him Paw Patrol and Dinosaur shirts for his birthday, and he is PUMPED about them.
Hi! I'm here. I made it. I predict there might be a skipped blog post next week or the week after. We're getting into the fiery furnace zone of pregnancy nausea. Weeks 8-12 can be pretty heavy, and I'll be 8 weeks along tomorrow. I thought I was going to avoid the depths of despair, but we're getting dangerously close. I'm on maximum nausea meds but over the weekend I started to have all-day nausea anyway. The to-do list is officially on hold until probably April at the earliest. I'm at the point where if I find myself with a free moment during Jack's preschool, I'm probably going to spend that free moment trying to black out/take a nap. Maybe trying to force-feed myself something protein-rich because I'm at the point where eating is a chore that I have to do frequently or the nausea will spiral out of control. I'm still much better off than I was at this point last pregnancy, so counting my blessings. I'm still able to sleep through the night without my nausea waking me up, for which I'm very grateful. Week 8, let's do this!
p.s. Happy Birthday to my dear sweet mother! Wish I was there and not sick so we could go party. But for this year, a video chat's gonna have to do. You the real MVP for birthing 5 children! Ain't gonna happen for this lady!