I had my first bout of morning sickness on Sunday. J and I usually go out to breakfast on Sunday mornings (I am a big fan of pancakes), and on this Sunday morning I work up starving and excited to scarf down delicious buttery, dripping with syrup pancakes. J, on the other hand woke up not feeling so great, and asked for some time before we headed out to breakfast. 3.5 Hours later, I was ravenous, and starting to get a little nauseous. At this point I started to be more pushy that I really needed to get food in me (and nothing was going to deter me from those pancakes). About 30 minutes later, he finally conceded that we could go to breakfast, however, at this point I’m no longer feeling so great. While he’s getting ready, I’m still laying in bed taking deep breathes and repeating the mantra “I will not throw up” over and over in my head. It worked for a bit. I got dressed, and started to put my shoes on when I got that “oh no, I’m going to vomit” feeling. I dropped my shoes and ran straight for the bathroom. It felt like I was throwing my guts up, by nothing came out (probably because nothing was in my stomach because once again, I was ravenous). After I took a few minutes to compose myself, we went out to breakfast and I was able to eat my delicious pancakes! I do have to say that they were well worth the wait, and the dry heaving.
So, the moral to this story – don’t get too hungry, or you’ll throw up, or at least try to.
My GYN office called and told me that my hCG numbers did double, and that everything looks like it should at the moment. They did tell me to be on the look out of any intense pain, especially with movement, so I’ll be vigilant on that front, but I really think that everything is ok. They still have me schedule for the ultrasound next week, J is coming with me, and I’m really hoping that we’ll be able to see the heart beat. From there I’ll be referred to an OB. Although, I’m really hoping that I can find a birthing center and a midwife. I like the personal attention that they offer women, and how they adhere to the wants of the mother and don’t try and push all sorts of drugs.
Dear Poppy Seed –
At 5 weeks along, you are the size of an apple seed (or sesame seed or orange seed depending on which website you go with). Your heart, stomach, liver and kidneys are all starting to form this week, as well as your digestive, circulatory and nervous systems. You’re measurable at .13 inches, and will have doubled your size by next week, so keep growing! So far I feel very bloated, as well as really tired. Every now and then I get a bout of nausea from a smell or directly after I’ve had something to eat, or if I let myself get too hungry, but I’ve yet to see any of my food twice. I’m also really clumsy. Your dad laughed at me the other day while I just about fell over putting my shoes on (and they were slip ons). I’m really thirsty all the time, I generally drink 96 oz of water just while I’m at work, and I keep drinking when I go home! I can’t believe that you’re growing inside me, and that I only have 8 more months to go until I meet you! You’re dad and I have been a little worried and concerned lately that you’re growing in the wrong place, but hopefully we’ll find out tomorrow that you’re where your supposed to be, at the latest we’ll find out on Wednesday. I have a feeling though that everything is going to be all right! Keep growing!
– Love Mom
My beta HcG level is 2284 at 4 weeks 5 days. My doctor told me that with a number that high that they don’t think that I have an ectopic pregnancy, but at this point in time they can’t rule it out. So, I’m still to come back in tomorrow for them to draw more blood. She said that they want to see that number double. So, it looks like I’m still waiting, but I’m starting to breathe a little easier.
I went in for my appointment this morning. They drew some blood. As always, I gave them some trouble finding a vein. My veins can feel a needle approaching and like to roll, sink and hide from them. I can’t really blame them, I don’t like to be stuck with a needle either, but I do have to say that it does hurt when they have to poke around with the needle looking for the vein. Anyway, I’m to go back on Thursday for more blood work and again next Wednesday (the date of my ultrasound). They’re looking to see if my hormone levels are rising like they should. If they’re not, it’s a pretty big sign that I have an ectopic pregnancy or that something else is wrong. They told me that I can call tomorrow for my results, or that I can wait till I’m in the office on Thursday to find out. I will more than likely call tomorrow afternoon, and hopefully that will give me some peace of mind.
My GYN just called me and wants me to come in tomorrow so they can draw some blood. She told me that they normally do this to women who are/ have been bleeding, but they want me to do this anyway. I’m trying to not be scared or to read too much into it. On the bright side my doctor wants to be proactive and check for something before it (potentially) happens. I’ll keep you posted as I find out more tomorrow…
So far, the food cravings / aversions have barely hit me. I haven’t really been craving anything, but I have found out that I no longer like ginger ale. We don’t usually keep sodas in the house, and if we do, they’re diet sodas that J drinks and I refuse to drink those (I don’t drink diet anything. I can taste the fake sugar, and besides the fact that it tastes funny, it leaves a nasty aftertaste in my mouth that I cannot stand). Anyway, J had ginger ale in the house from when he had a cold not too long ago. I remember taking a sip from the can the other day, and it just tasted…..bad, and I used to love ginger ale! It tasted like ginger ale, but stale – while still being carbonated, if that makes any sense at all. It didn’t send me running for the bathroom, but I definitely do not want to drink ginger ale again for quite some time.
I did have some mild nausea on Sunday. Again, it didn’t send me running to the bathroom, but it almost did. J and I went out for breakfast and while we were driving home, I got really nauseous. I had the extra build up of saliva in the mouth as well as the chills and that sudden overwhelming feeling of “oh no.” Trying to relax and breathing deeply seemed to help, and as soon as I got home I crawled into bed and fell my ass asleep – which also seemed to help.
I’m still cramping. It ranges from dull and achy to sharp. It is still mainly focused on my left side and it comes and goes throughout the day. I did see one tiny spot of blood on the toilet paper yesterday, but after going to the bathroom throughout the rest of the evening (several times) I didn’t see anything else, and I’m really hoping that it says that way.
On a light note, I believe that my dog knows that I’m pregnant. I was alone with her for half the day on Saturday. She refused to leave my side. She slept on the floor by my side of the bed, instead of on her bed, which is on the floor at the foot of our bed. She refused to go outside for even a moment and kept trying to herd me back into bed. She sat next to me, practically on top of me any time that I was sitting. When I started to get ready for the day and took a shower, she sat right outside the bathroom door playing guard dog and periodically would walk into the bathroom to check to see if I was still in the shower and was ok. Our cats really haven’t acted any different. The cuddly one is still cuddly and the aloof ones are still aloof. But Ali, the dog, is definitely making it her job to keep any eye on me at all times.
Ali passed out on our window seat