I’ve been pretty absent from my blog because quite a bit has happened.
About 3 weeks ago, I came home from work and took a pregnancy test on a whim. I was 3 days late but didn’t think much of it since I’ve been over a week late before. I checked the test after 5 minutes.
…I did several double-takes between looking at the test and looking at the instructions. 2 lines = positive. I had bought cheapie pregnancy tests online so I ran to the store to get a digital test. When I got back home, I tested again.
I couldn’t believe it. My husband was on his way home from work at this point and I was in such shock that I couldn’t think straight. I paced for a good 20 minutes waiting for him to get home and tried to figure out how to tell him. His birthday was in 2 weeks but there was no way I could wait that long.
He came home and I told him to go look in the bathroom. He got annoyed because he thought my in-law’s cat (we’re taking care of it for the time being) had shit on our bathroom rug again. I told him to just go look and it took him a full minute to see the test on the bathroom counter (my husband isn’t the most observant). He couldn’t believe it either. I called my doctor’s office that day and scheduled a blood test for the next day.
My results came back coincidentally the day after my dad’s birthday and confirmed the pregnancy. I was already 4 weeks along. My husband and I decided to tell my parents that night. We face-timed my parents and sang my dad Happy Birthday, but replaced “dad” with “grandpa.” It took him a minute but mom caught on quick. We told my brother and his fiancee the next day. Here’s how that exchange went:
My brother: So what did you do for St. Patrick’s Day?
My brother: What? Don’t you guys usually go out and drink beer?
Me: Yeah, but I can’t have beer any more. It’s bad for the baby.
My brother: ….wait, what?
(His fiancee is screaming in the background).
I told my other 2 siblings shortly thereafter, in addition to my close friend who has also been having difficulty conceiving and is now 6 months pregnant. We also told my husband’s parents later in the week when we stopped by their house.
In the meantime, I had 2 more blood work appointments after the initial one to ensure my hcg levels were rising appropriately. Both came back fine and I scheduled my first ultrasound for 2 weeks later.
It took a few days for it to start sinking in that I’m pregnant. Our odds of conceiving naturally were only 3%. We tried to figure out how I got pregnant (besides the obvious) since I wasn’t even taking prenatals. My husband has been taking a bunch of supplements which may have contributed. Who knows. I’m almost 7 weeks now.
As far as symptoms go, they started soon after I had the confirmed blood test. First was a lot of back pain, cramping, and fatigue. I have to cut back on caffeine, which is doable but sucks. Emotions were all over the map but I could mostly keep them in check. Just after I hit 5 weeks, the food aversions and hypersensitivity to smell kicked in. Currently on my aversion list: ham. Unfortunately I had baked a ham but 2 days later the smell of it made me nauseous. The smells at work are awful too so I started putting scented lotion right under my nose.
At week 5, I already hit a challenge with keeping this from friends. One of our friends “Jim” invited us out for drinks. We changed it to dinner (so I could partake) and of course Jim ordered a bottle of wine for the table. I said I had a headache and didn’t feel like drinking. Typically I can only take Jim in small doses, especially now that my patience is a lot thinner since I can’t drink. I usually have 1-2 drinks whenever we hang out with Jim (which isn’t often) because boundaries are not in his vocabulary and to help keep my attitude in check, so it was quite difficult trying to get through the night. I survived though.
Week 6 was also hard because that was the week of my husband’s birthday. We planned a dinner with friends and strategized on how to keep the baby under wraps. We decided on saying that I can’t drink due to taking a new allergy med. Morning sickness also randomly kicked in that week. I didn’t sleep well the weekend prior due to the back pain, but the vomiting made things so much worse. To help combat the nausea, I spread out my meal times so that I was eating about every 3 hours. It’s been helpful so far. However, the end of the week was rough. I was vomiting frequently then got bad diarrhea (the joys of pregnancy). On top of that, I wasn’t sleeping more than 2-3 hours at a time due to pain/nausea. I called my doctor on Friday and his nurse recommended that I take B6 for the nausea and Unisom at night so I could sleep better. For the most part, they were helpful but I still woke up even when on the Unisom. If you haven’t taken it before and woken up, it feels like you’re paralyzed when you try to walk.
Anyway, we missed Easter with family because I wound up in the Emergency Room. Sunday morning I woke up feeling terrible; I had no appetite and would alternate between chills and hot flashes. I took my temperature and I was running a low grade fever. We went to urgent care first and the doctor sent me to the Emergency Room out of concern for the baby. Fortunately the wait at the ER was short and I had a full work up. I also asked for an ultrasound to ensure I wasn’t having an ectopic pregnancy. I got to see the baby (it’s about the size of a peanut!) and hear its heartbeat. Everything is fine with it though. After 5 hours total in the ER, the doctor wasn’t sure about why I had a fever but said the diarrhea may have been from greasy food I ate on Saturday. I was also very dehydrated so I had to get fluids. Per doctor’s orders, I have today off from work for rest. Here’s hoping that things get better soon.