This last week has been a really busy one for me. Now that my energy and appetite are back it seems like I've gone to lunch or shopping with someone almost everyday. It's been pretty fun. I bought this really cute pair of teensy weensy bunny slippers for baby at Target on Sunday.
Last Thursday I had a bit of a scare. I was waiting in a right turn only lane for all of the on-coming traffic to finish turning left into the lanes I was waiting to turn into and this lady in a Mercedes decided to pull from behind me to beside me (in the same lane!) in an attempt to get in front of me in the lane. Well, my VW Rabbit is small, but not THAT small, so, needless to say, she totally side-swiped me; scratching up the side of my car. So, we both turned right and to the side of the road and I called the police. During the 35 minute wait for them to show up I also called my insurance company to get a claim going. The whole time I was ok. As soon as the police left and I was on my own, however, I started stressing out majorly. I kept remembering how the other times I had been in an accident I felt totally fine during and afterwards, but later I got all kinds of aches and headaches. So, I was worried that if something had happened to the baby during the collision I wouldn't feel it until later when my Dr's office was closed until Monday. So, I called my OB's office and as soon as I started explaining to the receptionist what had just happened I got choked up and started to cry. I was just so worried. She put me on hold and one of my awesome nurses picked up and told me to head right over and they'd take care of me. The other ladies in the waiting room were probably wondering what was wrong with the puffy/red faced sniffly girl. Luckily I didn't have to wait too long. The nurse made me smile right away because she had me get on the scale and we both looked a little confusedly at the numbers as she adjusted the weights. I had gained like 8 lbs since my last prenatal visit! Then she said "wait a minute, how much does that purse weigh?!" and took my purse from me. 6 lbs immediately disappeared from the scale (~phew~). Then, she took me to the room and whipped out the Doppler so we could take a listen. The baby was flopping around a lot so she kept having to move it, but the heart-rate was normal. Next one of the med. students that shadow my Dr. came in and talked to me. He was SO nice. He asked questions about the accident and emphasized how resilient babies are. He also explained that with the baby still being so small and surrounded by layers of fluid and tissues, there is a lot of padding in there to protect it. He said what was important at this point was for me to be relaxed and not stress. Then, the nurse took me to the ultrasound room to quickly show me that everything was ok. My Dr. and the student came in during the scan and helped to further re-assure me. So, I left the office feeling much better.
Today was our 18 week ultrasound. During the first portion of the ultrasound, the technician checked all the major organs, the heart-rate, the blood-flow, the palate and the lip (to make sure there was no cleft palate or lip). She checked out the hands, feet and spine. She also took measurement of the head, stomach and femur bone. She said everything looked perfect. The baby is right on track weight and size wise. Then she took aim at the nether regions to answer the big question for us, boy or girl? The Chinese calendar and dangling a needle from a piece of thread had both said boy, but my husband had said immediately that he knew it was a girl before I even officially knew we were pregnant. Well, the little one had it's little legs closed nice and tight. So, the technician went ahead and poked my tummy a couple of times to get the baby to move a little. All of a sudden she said "there it is!" I stared at the screen thinking "there what is?" I couldn't tell. So she drew a little circle around the space between the legs and said "there's the hamburger!" and wrote "I'm a girl!" on the screen. Hamburger? Lol! I was so excited. First, of course, because she's looking perfect. And secondly, because I really really hoped for a little girl. So, she's the first grandbaby on my side and the first female grandbaby on my husbands side. Yay!
Current Physical Symptoms
Just over the past week I've been getting more tension headaches. This may be from the stress from the accident though. Maybe an after affect of letting myself get so tense. I've also been having a lot of lower back pain off and on. I'm still pretty gassy after eating veggies and burpy if I wait till I'm hungry to get something to eat. I'm not exactly having food aversions to them, but I just have no desire to eat chicken or fish. If pork is available instead I usually go for that instead. On the bright side I bought a Snoogle sleep pillow and have been getting wonderful sleep finally. I crave and, therefore, ingest a lot more veggies and water. I've been doing good with fruits and dairy all along so that has just continued.
What's on my mind?
Now that I know the baby is healthy so far and that she's a little girl, I'm hoping the positives will continue until I've come to full term. I'm not really stressing about it, but I will be counting down until week 24 when if, because of some unforeseen circumstance, she was born anytime after that she would have a decent chance of survival outside of the womb. This is probably on my mind because I was born 2 months early and my husband, a twin, was born 3 months early. I'm also thinking about more superficial things like how to decorate the nursery and getting registered already for the baby. Now that I'm about to start doing a little shopping, I also think about our finances. My husband knows that I'm constantly worried about money, even though we aren't struggling (I just want to have a bigger cushion, not including credit, just in case), so he's going to be taking over the finances. That's a relief for me. I'm also in cleaning mode. I walk around my house noticing things that need to be moved, cleaned, dusted or fixed before the baby comes. Besides all that I'm just excited. It's so nice to put my hand on my belly and think "my little girl." I can't wait to start feeling the little kicks and movements all the time. :o)))
~Jessy
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