Ah! I kind of fell into old habits and stepped away from this blog for a bit. I had another appointment two weeks after I got my official due date just to make sure everything was okay. I went alone to this appointment because Frank was tired. He stayed with Note and I enjoyed my time to myself. I was able to hear the heartbeat, which was 120 bpm. Note’s heartbeat was always 160 and above. Treble measured an entire eight days ahead of where I am based on my due date. Note always measured right on time, so this is an interesting twist, and I wonder what it will mean as far as delivery goes.
By the time I have my next appointment with the OB, I’ll be 11 weeks 3 days, but Treble will be measuring 12 weeks 4 days if the measurements this time weren’t just a fluke. That’s such an exciting time because the baby will definitely look like a baby, and we should be able to see all the limbs flailing around. That was one of my favorite things about my appointments when I was pregnant with Note. If it wasn’t for that, I would probably cut out the OB care.
We also had a visit with the midwife. That helped immensely in helping ease my worries. They said I could deliver there despite my herpes. I was worried that would disqualify me from being low risk and I would be forced to deliver in a hospital. Of course, I still will need a c-section if I am having an outbreak at the time of delivery. I really hope that doesn’t happen. Honestly, I think I will go so fast this time I won’t even have time to go in and get a c-section. I have to be hyper-vigilant for signs of labor when the time comes. Hopefully I can recognize it better now that I’ve been through it once.
The midwife visit was pretty standard. A lot of history and “how are you feeling?” I’ve forgotten how long those visits take.
In other news, Note has officially stopped breastfeeding. Note would ask me occasionally if they could have milk. We tried breastfeeding again and they latched on. It hurt me immensely and they gave me this look while latched, a smile on their lips, but I think they knew it would be the last time that we would be doing that. The next day, the led me to the fridge and asked me for “milk”, then took out the gallon of cow’s milk from the fridge. So, that’s it. At 23 months, our breastfeeding journey has come to its natural conclusion. Its a very bittersweet thing.
So, that’s pretty much everything that’s been going on around here. Nothing to report but me getting more pregnant and Note getting bigger. They’ll be two in about a month. I’m not 100% sure what we’re going to do as far as a party. I’m thinking a very small, subdued get-together at the park. Nothing big, and Frank will make sausage and burgers on the grill. Quick and easy. Not sure if we will do a theme or anything yet. I need to talk to Frank about it a bit more.
I absolutely cannot get enough of these Lay’s potato chips I am eating even though I am currently suffering from reflux due to having pizza for breakfast in the morning with Frank. I have been craving salty things for about the last week or so. Another craving I have been having recently? Dirt. I want to eat dirt so badly, but I wouldn’t because it’s so… well, dirty! There’s just too much risk for parasites and infection. I used to eat it as a child, but I was too young and uninformed to think about this stuff!
Yesterday we went to the midwife and they went ahead and drew some blood for some tests. A nursing student went ahead and did it, and he had such a hard time sticking me and caused me to bleed all over the place. Then she accidently pulled the needle out while drawing blood and there was just blood leaking out of me. She tried my other arm, and had some trouble again but she was able to draw the blood needed. Frank was incredibly mad and about to punch her in the face or something, but I really didn’t mind too much. It didn’t actually hurt (although it is a little sore today) and I understand they need to do this to learn. The poor girl was so shaky!
We did receive the bad news that we were not approved for the home birth because this is my first child. Labors are generally longer for first time moms, so they basically didn’t want to invest in it. So, I will have to give birth at the birth center. I can’t even begin to express my disappointment, but it was always our second choice if we couldn’t do the home birth, so I guess I should have expected this. Now that we know we won’t be doing a home birth, I’ll be making a post about our birth plan soon.
Today they called us with the results from the labs. It turns out I am anemic and I may also be having some thyroid trouble. Luckily, my liver stuff came back normal. I’ve got an iron supplement I can pick up tomorrow and need to take two to three times a day. I don’t think that it will be that bad. I remember having to take iron pills as a kid. They were hard to swallow but otherwise not too bad.
We also went to the obgyn today. I don’t have the ultrasounds on me, so I will just post the ones from the last appointment. That appointment went over well. The baby looks great and nothing is wrong. Note is head down and basically in position for birth. They estimated that Note now weighs 5 pounds 4 ounces. That’s only four ounces away from breaking the low birth weight barrier! Babies with low birth weight usually have problems, so it will be nice once Note gets over that and also goes to term.
Anyway, here are the ultrasounds from four weeks ago! (I can’t find the ones from two weeks on my computer.)