Okay well, in case you didn't notice, by the long silence, I started feeling sick. This is good in that now I'm not stressing about not being all the way pregnant (or losing the baby), but I REALLY hate being sick. This is always SO hard for me. I feel like crap all day long! Today I had to keep laying down and then dragging myself back up. The kids just run around like crazy destroying the place and I can't do anything about it. I can't believe how little energy I have and how little motivation I can muster up. I feel like I'm going to throw up ALL DAY!! I feel like I'm starving all day too, but when I think about food I just want to vomit. Everything I eat tastes gross and doesn't feel good to eat, but if I don't eat I just get weaker and dizzier. I'm trying to just keep eating because that's always helped in the past, but the nausea is not going away like it usually does. It's been crazy. And I now throw up out the other end. Takes a lot longer to get to the things I eat, but I think I prefer it to throwing up. I don't know.
I do have to say (brag a little) that on the bright side I did get right up out of bed the first time I woke up, which is UNHEARD OF for me even when I'm not pregnant. AND I kept going ALL day! I have not stopped to nap since Nate got home. I made a really nice dinner, and still had enough energy (or pretended to) to do family night, learn Kelly's new song, and laugh and smile while we were at the store. I'm proud of myself but also VERY thankful to my Heavenly Father. I know he was with me every step of my day. He has been very close to me lately and I am grateful. I know it's because I am relying on him more and turning to him more when I need strength and encouragement. It's been really nice. This is how I always want it to be when I'm pregnant, but I don't really feel like it's been quite this good with any of the others. Who knows :) It's only been a week since I found out :) But I'm optimistic!
I feel like I'm getting fat already (as I should with all the food I've been eating). I keep wondering what this baby's gender is. I want to know!! I can't believe how anxious I am already....I still have like 33 more weeks! Crazy. Well, I need to go get registered on Americanpregnancy.com so I can keep up on what this baby is doing! I love that!
Monday, March 30, 2009
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
The hardest part about pregnancy for me
So this is kind of a touchy subject, but I just have to get my feelings down. After all the excited feelings on Saturday and Sunday, yesterday I started thinking about how hard it was to tell people that we were pregnant with like the last 4! For some reason I really dread telling people that we are having ANOTHER baby. For some reason people think it's their business to tell you when you ahve too many kisd or that they are too close together, or "haven't you heard of birth control". Yeah, we get that one a lot. My family was funny because they just all got mad at me for waiting so long to tell them last time. We were living out of state, so no one saw me and so we waited until I was like 4 or 5 months along. They were ticked about that and there was little focus on the number, but then once that wore off....... I just hate how people can't just get excited for us. I don't tell anyone else how many kids to have and I don't claim to think that this is THE ONLY WAY to have a family. I believe that it is different for everyone. I definitely think that there are some people who were just meant to have big families, and those who weren't. I've never thought that my way was the only way. It is the best way for me though. I do appreciate those who are genuinely excited for us. I appreciate those who I get really excited to tell. It's hard to keep my excitement all to myself, but sometimes that seems like the only way to keep it exciting for me. I know six is a lot of kids!!! I'm WELL aware of "how full my hands are!" I really don't need the reminder. But for some reason this is how it is for us! And we like it!! I really wouldn't have it any other way. I need to just hang on to the fact that I know we are doing the right thing for us and that this is what we want and that's all that matters. I know I'm overly sensitive about the whole thing. Time to work on that I guess. But for now......we will keep it a secret I think :)
Week 6
I'm still not feeling all that sick yet. Maybe I'm a dork for this, but that makes me worry just a little that I could miscarry. I've never had a miscarriage though, so the thought just scares me. I could easily be the fact that the medicine they gave me for my stomach is just helping. Who knows. I will just be grateful that I don't feel too sick yet. I know it can be worse.
I know that this is crucial development time, so I am trying to be really good about what I eat and take in. I want to be sure this baby is getting what it needs. (I hate calling it an it, as soon as I can, I am finding out the gender)
I am getting really excited for this baby though. I totally think it's a boy, probably just because the last 2 pregnancies we have expected a girl and gotten a boy. We'll see. My hubby says he thinks it's a girl. We know that there is at least one more girl coming to our family though. Just really strong feelings. I just want a healthy baby!
I know that this is crucial development time, so I am trying to be really good about what I eat and take in. I want to be sure this baby is getting what it needs. (I hate calling it an it, as soon as I can, I am finding out the gender)
I am getting really excited for this baby though. I totally think it's a boy, probably just because the last 2 pregnancies we have expected a girl and gotten a boy. We'll see. My hubby says he thinks it's a girl. We know that there is at least one more girl coming to our family though. Just really strong feelings. I just want a healthy baby!
Before the pregnancy test
Well, March 13th came and went with no period.
About 3 months ago, Nate and I decided that it was feeling like time to start preparing for our next baby. We felt like there were a few areas that needed some work with our family before we would feel comfortable bringing another child into it. We stopped using our birth control, and started calculating when I would be ovulating. I was kind of anxious to have a baby during the months of August, September, or November, but not Oct., Dec., or Jan, Feb, Mar. for the simple fact that we already have birthdays in those months. I know it sounds silly, but that's how my brain works. OF COURSE I would be fine with whenever, I am not picky, but if I could choose, this is how I would. So anyway. I knew when I needed to get pregnant to have a baby during the months I wanted. We tried for a month or so before realizing that it would probably be smart for me to go to the doctor and figure out what might be wrong with my back and chest (I had been having a lot of pain). I scheduled an appointment with my OB/GYN as well to get a pap smear and talk about my painful periods. They found nothing there, and we decided that my endometriosis could very well be back. ("might take a while to get pregnant again" crossed my mind) I double-checked with the doctor that things were okay for us to have another c-section and that he didn't discourage. He had no reservations, told me everything looked great and that while there are more risks with repeats, he didn't think we had anything to worry about.
So I went in for my back and chest pain and that led to LOTS and LOTS of tests and x-rays. It was really discouraging in the getting pregnant area. Nate and I both agreed that (even though it meant missing the November mark and possibly having to have a baby in a month that we already had a bday) we would kind of hold off on trying. I "knew" exactly when I would be ovulating, we avoided doing it during that time (that I thought would be pregnant getting time) and we went on our way. WELL! On March 13th I had my follow-up visit with the Doc to review all the tests I had had done, and basically came to no conclusion other than that my chest pain was possibly gastric and I would need to go in for a really weird stomach test to rule out some weird problem. I assured my doctor that I was not pregnant and couldn't possibly be. So he made arrangements to have those tests done, and he gave me some pills to lower the acid in my stomach. We went home and felt very unresolved and I was really frustrated with the whole thing just because I hate not knowing what is wrong. Not to mention he had pretty much thrown the whole back pain thing out the window and was no longer even looking into it. So anyway. Well, after a few days of missing my period, I started to really wonder. By then I was totally convinced that I was pregnant (in my head) and VERY thrilled!!! I felt like this was meant to be and that it was really exciting, but I didn't want to get my hopes up like I have in the past. I got the idea that maybe it was a weird side effect from the medicine I was taking (yeah, I know it's a stretch), but I wanted to at least find out. So I called the nurse at my doctor's office and left her a message that i had missed my period for a week and wanted to find out for sure if it was possibly a side effect. I wasn't really feeling sick yet, so there wasn't a whole lot to work with as far as symptoms. She told me that that was really not possible, and urged me to take a pregnancy test. So even though I usually like to wait a while (just to kill some time) to take a test, I decided to follow orders and bought a home test. This was Friday the 20th. I wanted to wait until the next morning to get the morning pee. So all Friday night I was just so nervous!!! I don't know why, but I was just so anxious! And it's happened in the past that the day I go to take my test I start my period. I think before #5 that it happened RIGHT AS I went to take the test. That was really hard for me. I know this sounds dumb, coming from someone who already has 5 kids, but it's really hard for me to think of losing one. So anyway. Friday night I started feeling a little crampy (which can be normal for me during pregnancy) but it got me worried that I was going to start. So I said a little prayer asking Heavenly Father to not let me bleed and to please let me be pregnant. I know this must sound so silly, but I really wanted to be pregnant. The cramps went away almost immediately, I thanked my Heavenly Father and the evening went on.
Saturday morning I woke up really early and excitedly went in to take the test. The plus sign showed up almost immediately, but one of the lines was a little lighter so I got nervous, but after reviewing the directions I knew!!! I AM PREGNANT!!!!!! I got so excited inside and ran back to bed to tell Nate. But when I got in bed and started cuddling I realized I wanted to do something cute to tell him, so that night I bought a cute little bib that said, "I love my daddy" on it and left if on his bed with a little note from "baby #6". He was SO EXCITED when we went to bed and saw it. I love that he gets excited with me!! I know it's not the same for the Dad, but he sure knows how to help me and get excited with me. I love that he lets me talk about it a lot too. That's pretty much all I've been able to think about for the last few days now!! I love it!! I'm pregnant!!!
About 3 months ago, Nate and I decided that it was feeling like time to start preparing for our next baby. We felt like there were a few areas that needed some work with our family before we would feel comfortable bringing another child into it. We stopped using our birth control, and started calculating when I would be ovulating. I was kind of anxious to have a baby during the months of August, September, or November, but not Oct., Dec., or Jan, Feb, Mar. for the simple fact that we already have birthdays in those months. I know it sounds silly, but that's how my brain works. OF COURSE I would be fine with whenever, I am not picky, but if I could choose, this is how I would. So anyway. I knew when I needed to get pregnant to have a baby during the months I wanted. We tried for a month or so before realizing that it would probably be smart for me to go to the doctor and figure out what might be wrong with my back and chest (I had been having a lot of pain). I scheduled an appointment with my OB/GYN as well to get a pap smear and talk about my painful periods. They found nothing there, and we decided that my endometriosis could very well be back. ("might take a while to get pregnant again" crossed my mind) I double-checked with the doctor that things were okay for us to have another c-section and that he didn't discourage. He had no reservations, told me everything looked great and that while there are more risks with repeats, he didn't think we had anything to worry about.
So I went in for my back and chest pain and that led to LOTS and LOTS of tests and x-rays. It was really discouraging in the getting pregnant area. Nate and I both agreed that (even though it meant missing the November mark and possibly having to have a baby in a month that we already had a bday) we would kind of hold off on trying. I "knew" exactly when I would be ovulating, we avoided doing it during that time (that I thought would be pregnant getting time) and we went on our way. WELL! On March 13th I had my follow-up visit with the Doc to review all the tests I had had done, and basically came to no conclusion other than that my chest pain was possibly gastric and I would need to go in for a really weird stomach test to rule out some weird problem. I assured my doctor that I was not pregnant and couldn't possibly be. So he made arrangements to have those tests done, and he gave me some pills to lower the acid in my stomach. We went home and felt very unresolved and I was really frustrated with the whole thing just because I hate not knowing what is wrong. Not to mention he had pretty much thrown the whole back pain thing out the window and was no longer even looking into it. So anyway. Well, after a few days of missing my period, I started to really wonder. By then I was totally convinced that I was pregnant (in my head) and VERY thrilled!!! I felt like this was meant to be and that it was really exciting, but I didn't want to get my hopes up like I have in the past. I got the idea that maybe it was a weird side effect from the medicine I was taking (yeah, I know it's a stretch), but I wanted to at least find out. So I called the nurse at my doctor's office and left her a message that i had missed my period for a week and wanted to find out for sure if it was possibly a side effect. I wasn't really feeling sick yet, so there wasn't a whole lot to work with as far as symptoms. She told me that that was really not possible, and urged me to take a pregnancy test. So even though I usually like to wait a while (just to kill some time) to take a test, I decided to follow orders and bought a home test. This was Friday the 20th. I wanted to wait until the next morning to get the morning pee. So all Friday night I was just so nervous!!! I don't know why, but I was just so anxious! And it's happened in the past that the day I go to take my test I start my period. I think before #5 that it happened RIGHT AS I went to take the test. That was really hard for me. I know this sounds dumb, coming from someone who already has 5 kids, but it's really hard for me to think of losing one. So anyway. Friday night I started feeling a little crampy (which can be normal for me during pregnancy) but it got me worried that I was going to start. So I said a little prayer asking Heavenly Father to not let me bleed and to please let me be pregnant. I know this must sound so silly, but I really wanted to be pregnant. The cramps went away almost immediately, I thanked my Heavenly Father and the evening went on.
Saturday morning I woke up really early and excitedly went in to take the test. The plus sign showed up almost immediately, but one of the lines was a little lighter so I got nervous, but after reviewing the directions I knew!!! I AM PREGNANT!!!!!! I got so excited inside and ran back to bed to tell Nate. But when I got in bed and started cuddling I realized I wanted to do something cute to tell him, so that night I bought a cute little bib that said, "I love my daddy" on it and left if on his bed with a little note from "baby #6". He was SO EXCITED when we went to bed and saw it. I love that he gets excited with me!! I know it's not the same for the Dad, but he sure knows how to help me and get excited with me. I love that he lets me talk about it a lot too. That's pretty much all I've been able to think about for the last few days now!! I love it!! I'm pregnant!!!
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