FYI

I have decided that after months and months without any posts that I will start posting more. I just dont have the time take pictures of every moment, then put them on my computer, and finally edit and upload to blogger so most of my posts will be pictureless and pretty boring. I really started this blog so I could print it to a book and I could have a sort of journal of my life to look back on. My journal needs more entries even if it means less pictures.

3rd Ultrasound

I got another ultrasound so that my Dr. could see what was going on. My ultrasound was at 10am and my Dr's office closed at noon for the holiday weekend. Luckily my Dr. knew how important it was and called me before he left. He said that I had a low placenta, placenta previa, but I couldn't officially be diagnosed until around 26 weeks.
My placenta partially covers or touches my cervix. The area around the cervix is thinner and the placenta cant embedd as well so sometimes it bleeds and any dilation of the cervix will cause bleeding. I am on rest for now, not bedrest unless I bleed, but resting and taking it easy. I have a dr. appointment next week so we can discuss everything more and ask all of our questions.

Staying in LA

The next day while Sam finished his conference (luckily they didn't notice he missed half a day and he still got his certification) I talked to my Dr. and told him what the ER had said. He told me to basically be on bedrest for 48 hrs after any bleeding and to take it easy and got an ultrasound scheduled. Sam and I decided that it would be best for me and the kids to stay at my parents while he went home and my parents would drive me back before the ultrasound and would stay for Thanksgiving.
This meant giving up my New Moon ticket and not getting to wear my matching shirt to the midnight premiere with all of my friends. I was really bummed because this was the biggest girls night party of the year and I had been looking forward to it for months.
I stayed at my parents for a week while my Mom took care of my kids. It was really boring to lay on a couch watching TV all day long. My Mom kept my kids busy and they left to go to parks and visit my sister so sometimes I was by myself for hours, except my grandma did check up on me every hour or so.
Eventhough it was boring it was a nice break and I think the rest really helped. On Tuesday we packed my parents, me and my kids into their car, and by packed I mean we were really packed in there. We took it slow and steady because my parents dont allow food in their car and I have to eat every 2 hours. In the end it took 7 hours, not bad with all the stops we made, and we were finally home to see Sam.
Thanks Mom, Dad, Lacy & GG too!

My horrible vacation

Sam had a real estate conference in San Diego on Nov 18 & 19. We thought it would be fun to drop the kids off at my parents house and have a few days of fun and relaxation to ourselves in San Diego. We stayed right on Mission Bay and the water was only 20 ft from the hotel. The first night we were there we did a little shopping and walked along Mission Bay, it was beautiful and so calming just Sam and I.
We planned what fun things we could do and had dinner at Olive Garden. The all you can eat salad is the first time since being pregnant that I could eat something without my stomach instantly hurting. Sam had one plate of salad and I ate the rest (minus the tomatoes, onions, peppers, and crutons). It felt so good to just eat. I tried one bite of my fettucine and my stomach hurt so I asked for a second bowl of salad and it was wonderful.
This is where my dream turned to a nightmare. We got back to the hotel and I noticed I had started spotting. I was freaked out because with the two other pregnancies I had never spotted. I went to bed and hoped the rest would make it go away. The next morning everything seemed fine even though I was having some cramping as I dropped Sam off at his conference so I could have the car to go shopping. I took a nice long bath and laid down in the bed to watch some TV. All of a sudden I felt like I was leaking and quickly realized I was bleeding. I called my dr and was waiting for a call back. I texted Sam and started looking up hospitals on the internet. The bleeding seemed to be getting worse and I didnt know what to do so I text Sam that I was driving myself to the hospital and I would keep letting him know what was happening.
I got to the hospital totally freaked out and I wished I had the words to rant and rave and say all the horrible feelings I have about that ER. Basically it was a giant waiting game, a sitting in the waiting room for 5 hours not knowing if I had miscarried or not. They did a whole lot of nothing durning that five hours. They have a horrible system to make people feel like they are going to be next. After 1 1/2 hrs Sam arrived via taxi and all they had done was do an initial blood pressure check and gave me a bracelet. After Sam got there they did take me back to talk to a nurse and get all my information. An hour later they took me to ultrasound and told Sam he had to stay in the waiting room. I did get to see the baby's heartbeat so I felt a little better, they told me I just had to wait for the radiologist to read the ultrasound like I was almost done. An hour later they took my blood pressure again. Another hour later another blood pressure check and they finally took my insurance card. We asked yet again where I was in line and they said 2nd. Around the five hour mark they took me back for yet another blood pressure check and told me that the next available room was mine so we walked back to the room and I finally got to lay down.
We waited for a half an hour in the room and the doctor finally came and told me that I had a hemorrage on my placenta but it was promising that I was past 12 weeks (I was 13 weeks 4 days). He said to rest but no study had shown that resting would help because if I was going to miscarry I would there was nothing to stop it. He also went on to tell us that if I miscarried it was for the best because most miscarries are due to genetic problems. He wanted a blood test and yelled at the nurses that they hadn't gotten blood on a possible miscarriage before I was in a room. We told the dr we were ready to leave so he said we could after the blood draw and he would call with the results only if he needed to. So we told the nurse we were leaving and she had this clueless look on her face and said she would get the discharge papers. We waited for 15 mins and didn't see anyone so we left without being discharged because we just couldnt take it anymore.

1st Dr. Appointment

I finally made it to my doctor appointment. As usual I was totally stressed out because what if there was no heartbeat. I told my doctor about my concerns with the early pregnancy test and being so sick so after the dreaded physical we went to his ultrasound room. The first thing he said was "Thats no 8 weeks baby. This baby has toes, look at the feet those are toes."
Going in I thought I was around 8 weeks but after the crown to rump measurements it was determined I was 11 weeks 5 days. Three weeks further along than I though!!! My due date is now May 21, 2010.

I will post the ultrasound pics later but my scanner is no longer working so they will have to wait.

So Sick

When I first found out I was pregnant I was feeling good, other than the gallbladder pain, but about 2 weeks later I got so so sick. I would wake up feeling horrible, on and off sleep the day away, feed the kids lunch and snacks, lay on the couch, and then force myself to clean and cook before Sam got home. After dinner my stomach would hurt more, like I had stuffed myself when I had only eaten a childs size dinner. I would countdown the time to get the kids in bed so that I could go to sleep too. The next day I would wake up and it would start all over again. This lasted for about 5 weeks and included Porter's birthday, three Halloween parties, 5 girls nights, 1 YW lesson and 5 mutual activites. I dont like to tell anyone I am pregnant until I hear a heartbeat so I mostly just kept to myself and pulled it together whenever I had to.

Along with the horrible sickness, I had gotten that positive pregnancy test only 10 days after the end of my last period and almost 2 weeks before my next period. I tried to convince my doctor's office to schedule an earlier appointment but they wouldn't because they want the first appointment to be between 8-10 weeks, perferably 10, but since I insisted she scheduled at 8. So my whole goal in life has been to make it to that appointment. Sam and I figure since I am so sick that I am either having twins or further along so we will just have to wait and see

Here we go again!

Long story short version: I'm pregnant with #3!!!
Long version:
In the middle of September I started having gallbladder pain. It came on quickly and stronger than ever. The main problem is I dont have a gallbladder, I had it removed after Ruby was born because it causes too many problems when I am pregnant. So I was totally stressed out that I had a tumor and I was going to die, this story also has a long version but all I can say is I know I am a hypochondriac. I went to my doctor and had to get blood work to check my liver, the tests came back fine but I was still having pain so my doctor wanted to see me again. I knew the next step was an x-ray, MRI, or something like that so I decided to take a pregnancy test before I went in just in case so I didn't accidentally fry a baby. Well surprise surprise it was positive! I called Sam to explain but since I was kind of in shock and freaking out he didn't understand what I was saying and he said "Do you want me to go to the store and get a pregnancy test?" I responded by saying "No I already took one, I am pregnant!" We both were a little shocked because I had gotten my IUD out only 2 months earlier and we had been told it would take 6 month to a year.