Confessions of a Pregnant Lady

I got to admit it’s a little scary being pregnant. My morning sickness and the craziness that comes with pregnancy has been at a bare minimum compared to other women. What I mean  by that is there is a tiny human inside of me that I am responsible for taking care of before it is even out in the world.

It is strange how a child that you are growing can sense/feel what you are experiencing yourself. When I found out that I was pregnant the first thing I did was tell my bosses. I worked with controlled substances, and no longer wanted a part of handling those so I told them up front. I was 5 weeks pregnant when I told them. They ended up cleaning house, and it was just two of us working there. This went on for 5 months with just two of us working – getting all the day to day things done, and doing extra jobs when we could find time for them. It got to the point between months five and six of being pregnant that I was so stressed out about just going to work that my son was in overdrive in the kicking department. It was like he was sending me a sign that said “yo! take it easy, you’ve got me to take care of!”

This went on for about a month of him continuously kicking me every day non-stop. One day things finally hit the fan, and I was done. I couldn’t take the stress any more. I left for lunch, and never came back. Little man still kicks me periodically, but nothing compares to the beating I was taking during that month.

Now that I have had a month off of working, and my house is somewhat clean most of the time it is time for me to go back to work. The hubs is really excited about this. I was the breadwinner when I quit. He is working part-time currently at UPS for insurance, and is waiting for his call to the “big leagues” of full-time. Not my best move on quitting my job since bills don’t stop, but it was the best thing for our child and to keep him healthy.

I am a nervous wreck. I am going to be a substitute teacher. I have done this before years ago for a school that I graduated high school from, and I was already employed there while I was going to college. This is different. I am not going to know any of the teachers, and for the most part it will be a different school every time. At least starting out it will be. Next week I have high school and elementary school. Then I work in middle school in the following weeks.

If I sleep Tuesday night it might be a miracle. School starts for high school at 7:05 in the mornings, and I have to be there early. It also takes me over an hour to get ready now to look presentable to the world – most of the time I rock the I’m pregnant and can’t get my life together look. Being pregnant in the third trimester has been hard in the exhausted department. On a “normal” day I get up around 6:30-7:30. If I don’t have anywhere to be that day then I am good without taking a nap. If I have somewhere to go I am ready for a nap about 2-3 hours after I have been awake just from taking a shower and getting ready. This next week is going to be a big shocker to me.

When I work housework tends to go to the wayside. Going to admit I am not very good at keeping a clean house anyways, but it is even worse when I do work. Dishes don’t get done, the laundry piles up, you can’t see the counter tops or the kitchen table because it is used to house items that don’t belong on them, cooking dinner is out the door. Perhaps this will be a sign of things to come when the baby comes – dirty house, exhaustion, and barely making it through life. I hear these are some of the things you experience with a newborn.

Wednesday we reach single digits with the pregnancy. I will be 31 weeks. The next nine weeks are going to fly by especially with the holidays coming up, and all the running around we do with that. Not to mention we have other obligations that were already in place before we found out we were pregnant. I will more than likely survive, but I have a feeling it is going to be a bumpy ride. 🙂

 

Shots, Shots, Shots

Yesterday I went to the doctor for my 28 week checkup. I knew going into this appointment what was going to happen….well sorta. When I arrived I knew I had to drink the goods for the glucose test. I got the orange flavor. I have heard horror stories of “the drink” and I was a tad bit nervous.

I apparently was either thirsty or ready to get it over because I chugged it. I am talking about less than 5 minutes to get the whole bottle down. Not gonna lie because I had chugged it I was a little nauseous after the fact. I do not recommend chugging looking back. The downfall to this is when you finish it you have to wait an hour before they can draw your blood to see if you got the diabetes.

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Once I had finished the glucose drink I got called back immediately. They asked me about the flu shot – I said no. I have never had the flu shot, and to my recollection I have never had the flu (knock on wood). When the doctor came in she told me I would be getting my RhoGam shot.

I am Rh-negative. This means that I am O negative when it comes to blood, and they aren’t sure if the baby is going to be positive or negative when it comes to their blood type. If my blood was to mix with the babies while in the womb I have the potential to kill the child or have the child become extremely anemic which would result in a blood transfusion as soon as he was born. This shot is to protect my antibodies from building up a defense against the baby. I was told that if I fell before I made it to 28 weeks then I would need to go to the emergency room ASAP to get the shot earlier.

She also talked to me about getting the flu shot. I told her the same thing I had told the nurse. I didn’t want to start getting the flu shot when I was pregnant. She then had to go into detail about what could happen in the third trimester if I was to get the flu. It’s kind of scary. She said while she was in school and rotations she had one person die from the flu that was in the third trimester, and then two people that were in ICU on a vent in their third trimester. One of the ladies ended up going into labor while on the vent, and she said that caused some major panic within the ICU. I am going to pray for the next 12 weeks I don’t get the flu.

I went ahead and told her I wanted to get the Tdap shot out of the way. I knew from talking to people previously that I would need this shot. I figured this would be the best time to get it since I was giving blood and already getting another shot. The Tdap shot is to protect against tetanus, diphtheria, and pertussis. The one I am most concerned with is pertussis (whooping cough). I have known some adults to get it, and they have had a hard time getting rid of it.

Once we discussed everything that needed to be gone over, and heard the beautiful heartbeat it was time for the nurse to come back in and give me my shots. The nurse came in, and said alright the first shot is the Tdap and you are going to curse me tomorrow. I told her I had previously had a cortisone shot in my shoulder and that it wasn’t pleasant and I could handle this. The second shot (RhoGam) would be going into my rear. I think that’s the first time I have ever had a shot there, and hopefully it’ll be my last.

When I got home I had noticed that my arm was a little sore and swollen where I had gotten my Tdap shot. No big deal. I went to bed, and I sleep a lot on my left side right now since that is the most comfortable position for me. Every time I rolled to my left side it felt like someone had punched me and left a massive bruise. Needless to say sleeping was a lot of fun last night. This morning it isn’t so bad. The swelling has gone down, and it doesn’t bother me as much. I still will take this shot over a cortisone shot any day.

First Trimester Woes

Let me tell ya something – I LOVE FOOD. I am a fat kid at heart, and I am not picky. Well that was until I got pregnant.

Thank goodness we went on the cruise before we got pregnant. While on the cruise I ate approximately 3000 calories a day if not more. Every day I would have a burger (or 3) from Guy’s Burger Joint. These are hands down the best I have ever had except for In-N-Out. Then for dinner I would have what you normally can’t get or that you may be too afraid to try, and it would end up being about 5 plates of food. That was the last of the “real” food for awhile.

May started out normal. Well minus the fact that I wanted grilled onions. It was about a 3 week phase I went through. We ended up going to watch the Vanderbilt baseball team play MTSU one night, and they had a stand that was grilling sausage and hot dogs. You could also get them loaded with peppers and onions. I was salivating  over the smell of the onions, so I had to get me some. When I got back to my seat with just grilled onions the people around us wanted to know what I had because it smelled so good. Those good people were gracious enough not to judge me, and my pregnant cravings at that moment.

Then comes June and July. These months were full of surprises in the food realm. I only wanted to eat xtra cheddar goldfish, shredded cheese on tortillas, fries, and plain cheeseburgers. The thought of eating anything else made me sick. I also couldn’t handle the smell of food. Which meant that I didn’t cook food anymore. We ate out all the time, and by we I just mean Dustin. The good news about not eating at the house meant we didn’t have any dishes to do, but if we did that was out of the question for me as well.

Thank goodness I am off of that terrible diet. I am starting to add a little more food to my list of things to eat. Steak is still not on that list of things that I like, but I am hoping that it will come back before too long. I can’t complain because I didn’t really have morning sickness, or any other hard times that other people have talked about having. The only time I would get it would be in the evenings, and 90% of that happened when I needed to make a stop on the way home. I have an hour plus commute home in the evenings, and I guess my body didn’t like that I was not getting home in a timely manner. Pregnancy truly is a journey, and those journeys are not all the same.