December 31st, 2009
|02:45 pm - switching blogs|
I've decided, after years, that I'm switching blog sites. I won't delete this one because it has a lot of memories in it, but I most likely will not be posting anymore. My new blog is located at http://adayinthelifeofafreg.blogspot.com/
October 7th, 2009
|03:33 pm - Been a while|
I must have ovulated way late into the cycle, and tested positive way early. Based off my LMP I should be due April 27th, based off two u/s my due date is actually May 13th. Baby is looking healthy though, the heart beat was nice and strong when we saw the doctor on Monday. I'm now seeing two OB's. My doctor, whom I love and has delivered both Anastasia and David, and a high risk OB who I like a lot so far. The high risk OB is because of my diagnosis of Ehlers-Danlos since my last pregnancy. Dr. Schropp, my main doctor, assured me that he would deliver me and be my primary doctor though. The high-risk OB surprised me by knowing quite a bit about Ehlers-Danlos! He informed me that I'll have quite a few u/s to check and make sure my cervix isn't funneling. Since Ehlers-Danlos is a connective tissue disorder and my cervix is made of connective tissue (which I did not know!) my cervix is profoundly weaker than most peoples. He said it explains my 2 hour long labors, my preterm labor issues with both of the boys, and possibly my miscarriage. My chance of miscarriage is 3% higher than those without EDS, which doesn't seem like much but still is worrisome. In 4 weeks I go back for another u/s to do a nuchal screening, and then I'll have another u/s at 18 weeks, and again at 20 weeks. I'm going back to Dr. Schropp on Friday too. So many doctors appts! I must have looked miserable the last time I saw Dr. Schropp because he immediately started talking to be about pushing fluids, taking zofran to curb the nausea, and a possible at home IV line if the zofran didn't work. The Zofran is working pretty well though. I can function as long as I'm taking it.
The kids still are dead set on this being a girl. I keep telling them "it might be a boy", and Anastasia pipes up "it might be a girl!" She is such my little mommy. She yells at me at night if I talk because the "baby is sleeping", she has to give the baby night night hugs and kisses, and a good morning hug and kiss. Today she brought me this little stuffed bear so the baby had a toy to play with. It totally melts my heart, and makes me less worried about a jealousy issue from her when the baby comes - especially if the baby is a girl.
Anthony isn't doing that well in school. I'm not sure if it's a boredom issue or an age issue. He knows the stuff, the kid is already reading 30-40 page books with no issue. He just doesn't do his work! His teacher says he spends recess, centers, and quiet time playing catch up because he just stares off into space instead of working. Chris and I debating pulling him out to homeschool for the rest of Kindergarten.
David is walking a little more now. He takes about 6-7 steps at a time but he's very unsure of himself. He has no confidence in walking, but that child can climb! He climbs EVERYTHING! His favorite thing lately to climb is onto the very top of our computer desk.
The kids all had well-child checkups not to long ago, There stats are
Anthony is now 37 lbs (21%) and 41 3/4 inches (24%)
Anastasia is 25.8 lbs (she's finally on the charts in the 6%!!!!!!) and is 33.75 inches (less than 1%)
David is 17 lbs 11 oz (less than 5th %, in fact hes right on the line to fall off the chart), and is 28.34 inches (20%)
September 8th, 2009
|01:10 pm - Wow!|
Last Monday I had to have a pregnancy test done prior to my MRI on Thursday. They never called me with my results so I figured it was negative. For the past 2 weeks my stomach has been really poking out, and Chris even said it looked like I was pregnant. We both figured I was just really bloated or something. Over the past month I've put on 6 lbs, going from 113 lbs to 119. I couldn't figure it out since I'm working out the same and if anything my appetite has been shaky. Yesterday was Chris's birthday and I promised him a while ago that no matter when my last period was I'd wait to test on his birthday. I've had only 2 periods since having David, and they were 59 days apart so I didn't figure it'd be a big deal. So yesterday afternoon I got a hunch to test (his birthday) and did. Before I was even done peeing the test read positive. I nearly through it out thinking is said "Not pregnant" and then I realized a word was missing. I started screaming for Chris who came running and he didn't believe it either! I went out to walgreens to get a line test, because I find those harder to read and in my warped head if it came up positive on a FRER it MUST be real. And again, before I was even done peeing it was positive. The pregnant line showed up about 30 seconds before the control line, and is much much darker. So I called my doctor to see what last weeks results were and he said it was positive then too. I'm freaking out because I've taken medication and had an MRI done without realizing I'm pregnant. I could be as much as 7 weeks 4 days already! I'm hoping to get into my doctor soon to confirm dates and make sure the babe is okay.
August 18th, 2009
|09:18 am - thats a new one...|
I was looking at a site and it referred to circumcision as "Penis reduction surgery". I've never heard it referred to that before....
August 13th, 2009
|08:51 am - ARGH|
I hate living across the street from an abortion/contraception clinic. Not because they have abortions there - politically I am VERY pro-choice. I hate the dumb protesters who stand outside with horrible signs that depict dead, miscarried fetus's and harass the poor women going in. Today I sat at a light for 10 minutes watching them and I got more and more angry, so instead of going home I pulled up along side of them and got between them and the women going into the clinic. This started a 15 minute long yelling match between me and the three of them. The two men were holding horrible signs telling me I'm a baby murderer and a baby murderer supporter, and the lady was holding a sign of Jesus telling me that all women who have abortions commit suicide. What a loon.
Personally I'm not a fan of abortion (is anybody really?) but politically I can't understand why WOMEN are not pro-choice. Why feel the need to take your reproductive decisions away?!
July 29th, 2009
|03:55 pm - Birthday season has begun|
Yesterday was my 24th birthday. I'm still adjusting to saying that. Gosh, I feel so old.
On Friday it will be David's first birthday. I can't believe this year has flown by so quickly. He took his first step a few days ago but nothing since. He loves to pull up and cruise all over the house though. And he's finally mastered going up AND down the stairs so now he pretty much gets free reign of the house (child friendly areas of course). He's really becoming more and more a mama's boy. My sister is here right now and unfortunately David won't let her near him. If I'm in the room he doesn't tolerate Chris much either. I'm sure it will be a passing phase so I'm trying to enjoy it as much as I can, even though at times I want to tear my hair out.
Anastasia will be turning 3 on Saturday. She's becoming such a fiercely independent child when it comes to some things, and is still so fiercely dependent when it comes to others. She has begun refusing to wear dresses and cried if we suggest it. Skirts are okay, but they can only be worn with a casual shirt (nothing fancy). She loves wearing snow boots in place of shoes, but still enjoys me making her hair super "pretty" with "pony tails!". She's really taken to carrying her babies around and taking care of them. It's quite adorable to watch because no matter how much we encouraged Anthony to play with a range of toys (not just ones deemed 'boy") he never really did the whole nurturing thing. Watching her dance has got to be the sweetest thing to see in the world. Her arms are still tiny toddler arms that don't quite reach above the head, but she tries to when she dances.
Anthony will be 5 at the end of August. He loves to pretend to breakdance! He's reading up a storm and asking about 500 questions a day. I must admit sometimes it's gets a tad exhausting and I stop giving him the greatest answers. He's very much insisting that Chris and I get pregnant here soon with a little sister for him so it can be "boy, girl, boy, girl". We are going to be talking to the doctor about him, though, as for the past year he's had some pretty morbid thoughts and at times we think perhaps delusions as well.
Chris will be turning 26 in early September. Crazy to think we've been together since he was 19 and I was 17.
The other day I was clothes shopping and just to see the fit I tried on a size 3 pair of pants. Never in my memory have I fit into a size 3. Sure enough it fit! I thought maybe it was the brand, so I tried a few other brands and they all fit too! It's insane! My weight is now 115 lbs, which was my original goal weight. My goal weight now is still 110 lbs, but now that I've hit my first goal I'm quite happy and content. Still working out every day, and it's gotten so much easier. Water aerobics doesn't kill me like it used to, although it still is quite difficult. I'm happy to really start to feel super in shape. Hopefully this will help keep the EDS in check too.
July 24th, 2009
On Monday I ended back up in the ER with back issues again. My back had been hurting some that morning but I thought I would push past the pain and continue on. I had taken my last two naproxen that day as well as tylenol but it wasn't helping. Against better judgement I went to water aerobics that night. At first it was awesome. My pain disappeared when I got in the pool, and didn't return until we did kick backs. And then it came back so forcefully I could barely walk, much less do the moves. After trying and nearly passing out from pain I asked Steph to take Deanna home for me and I hobbled out of the pool. It took me a half hour to walk from the pool to the locker room and out to my car. A trip that should have taken about 3 minutes. I got home and told Chris we needed to go to the ER when Deanna got home. A little while later Steph and Deanna returned and Steph helped us get ready to go. I made it to the front door before I couldn't move at all and Steph ended up having to carry me to the car. We got to the ER and it seemed it was wheel chair day. I had to use a wheel chair since I couldn't walk, and 5 other people in the waiting room were using them too. In fact, only one person was there for illness the whole time we were there. We sat in the waiting room for about 2.5 hours before being seen. The whole time I spent trying to sit somewhat comfortably because any pressure put on my left side was excrutiating. Luckily I ended up with one of those double wide wheelchairs so I could nearly lay down in it.
Once we got back we explained this was the second time this has happened, and strangely enough the last time it happened was during my first PPAF and this was during my second. They gave me more morphine, and some Tordahl. The doctor kept telling me I HAD to get an MRI, I really NEEDED an MRI, but that they couldn't do it there unless it was life or death (due to insurance reasons). So we were sent home with vicoden, and strict orders to see my doctor and get an MRI. We couldn't get an appt the following day so I spent the whole next day high on vicoden, thankfully Chris had off this week. We got in yesterday morning to see the doctor, and he told us that he wasn't going to get an MRI that we needed to do more physical therapy first. I've been working out for a year, I've done physical therapy, but he wants to do it again! He did order x-rays, but we were told at the ER that x-rays wont show much. So I guess if this happens again I might get an MRI then. My back is better. Last time it lasted a few days, and this time it was pretty much the same pattern.
July 18th, 2009
|10:15 am - religious beliefs|
I took this quiz and these were my results.
July 8th, 2009
|04:33 pm - quick|
I'm trying to get the house in order for company this weekend...why must the house first get more messy before it gets deep cleaned?
Weighed myself the other day, I'm down to 116 lbs! Haven't taken my measurements, I'll do that tomorrow. I'm excited!
June 29th, 2009
|02:44 pm - oh yeah..|
Before I fold laundry...
Chris's mom called us the other day. Quite out of the blue. We were coming home and Chris got a call from his brothers cell phone, but it was his mom. So he told he would call back when we got home. They spoke for a good 2 hours or so. He said she was really candid with him, and he felt she was being sincere. I talked to her afterwards for about 1.5 hours and she said she was sorry for what she said and that she didn't feel that way anymore. I'm still hesitant because I'm not sure how much someone can really change in 4 years, but I'm willing to give it a try. It will be a long time before she is allowed to visit with the kids, but they did talk to her the other night on the phone (on speaker of course). It's going to be a long process to heal, and I'm not sure we ever will fully get over what happened, but for now we are trying to work it out.