This has been a textbook-difficult pregnancy. After we found out we were pregnant, we braced ourselves because my chances of miscarriage seemed pretty high, thanks to health issues. Luckily, the thing that we dreaded, never occurred, and we kept trucking on through the borderline hyperemesis and little scares. The bottom line is and was that our figglet is healthy.
We are a little over a month out from the baby’s due date. Over the last 34 weeks I have had some very brutal thoughts. Of course I am not the only one who has had these thoughts because the internet once again proves that there is a meme for everything.
22 Honest Pregnancy Thoughts
1. This accurately describes the “Papa John’s Incident.” This should be on the wall of every baby daddy.
I am honestly writing this at 6 AM. I am exhausted considering that I have been up since 2:30. Reality is that pregnancy is really, really hard. Still, I am happy. Every time I feel baby boy kick I can’t help but to smile and feel the need to say hi to him. We finally have a real due date that isn’t changing anymore (since there were issues before getting pregnant, this was hard to determine. This baby is set to arrive March 28, 2015. HALLELUJAH. This means, as of yesterday, we are in double-digit days till we meet our little guy. I am over-the-moon excited to tell him to his face that I love him.
Plus, we reached viability this week. This means that if something bad happens, he will be taken care of and will very likely survive. Our hospital is very good with early deliveries, as well. They have a Level 3 NICU–whatever that means. 🙂
Here are a few pregnancy details.
We made a pretty big announcement this week, and it has been killing me to not share all of the details. Keeping my mouth shut for as long as I did was difficult. First, Adam and I could not be any happier about this. Medically it took me a long time to get to this point, so I can’t help but to feel that this baby is a miracle in my life.
The baby is at 13 weeks. I’ve been super sick (I feel ya, Kate Middleton). There have been a few scary moments, and for a little while I was really sure that I would lose this baby. It was relieving to reach the point where my rate of miscarriage lowered. From that point, I have been able to let myself really enjoy this pregnancy.
Honestly, I was scared to share our happy news. For so long this news was intimately ours with only small circle of people who were also aware. When I announced it on social media, I was overwhelmed with the support. Since the last couple months were the most difficult that I’ve ever experienced, the amount of support was healing. I suddenly didn’t feel so alone. I understand why the Duggar daughter announced her pregnancy so early now (which by the way we are within a few days of each other’s due dates).
Note: Also, Kate Middleton and I are due around the same time. We got married within a month of each other and now we are having a baby within a month of each other. Either I’m secretly a royal or she is awesome at stealing my thunder. haha
The day I found out I was up very early since I was still jet lagged from Thailand. We had been back for 72 hours, and only the day prior had I gone into the hospital to get bloodwork done to find out if I was eligible for hormone treatments or IVF. I expected the call to be something related to hormones treatments. Instead the nurse said the following: “Your test results are great. Apparently, you don’t need any treatments. You are already pregnant.”
I smiled as hard as physically possible. My mind was blown, and I started laughing. This was not the route I had planned to take. I didn’t cry but felt an immense amount of joy. I thought of the abuse I put my body through in Asia. I walked a ton. I was outside in 100 degree weather with 100% humidity. I ate street food. I had a weird sleep schedule. I took hard meds to sleep on the airplane. Yet, this baby survived through it.
This was around 9 AM and honestly I did not know what to do. I knew I wanted Adam to know first, but could I wait till 5:30 PM. I decided that I could and proceeded to happy dance all over my apartment for a good solid twenty minutes. I showered, dressed up, bought all the ingredients for a gourmet dinner, cooked said dinner, created an “announcement” for Adam in the bathroom, and waited. The end of his work day crawled toward me.
He got home. He knew something was up because the house was clean and dinner was on the table. I tried to get him to go to the bathroom, so he would see my announcement, but he was focused on dinner. Finally, I told him to go into the bathroom. He did, and I got his reaction on video.
We always write each other messages on the mirror with dry erase markers. The messages are usually silly, but this one meant something. He was quiet, but I knew he was excited and processing the information. I ended being sick and not eating the dinner, and granted I went to bed at 7:30 because of jet lag and pregnancy fatigue, but that day forever changed my life.
March can hurry up now.