So far things have been rather calm. I think of my last pregnancy as “uneventful” because there was never anything wrong with the baby, my uterus, or the delivery. That said, I did have a myriad of issues:
- Kidney infection or stone in the first trimester that sent me to the ER twice and required me to be doped up on Vicodin 24/7 for over a week. I like to think this was my punishment for not having morning sickness.
- Microswelling. My feet didn’t swell until after delivery when all the excess bodily fluid was trying to find a place to go. Instead, I had microswelling in my right hand that caused extreme pain if I moved it any which way. I’m right-handed. Have you ever tried wiping your own ass with your opposite hand? Try it next time. Of course we didn’t know it was microswelling then. I saw a specialist and even had regular appointments with a physical therapist. It was the PT who suggested that the issue might be caused by my pregnancy. I prayed that it was because I couldn’t imagine trying to care for a brand new baby without my main hand functioning. How would I hold her? How would I change diapers? Thankfully the problem went away after delivery.
- Gestational Diabetes. Pregnancy is often a free license to eat. Not really, but many women use it that way and I in no way begrudge them for it. Diabetes changes all that. I was on insulin too, which sucked. It did force me to eat properly and my child was born a healthy weight.
In the last trimester, due to all my funky health issues I had a whopping 4-6 appointments a week. It all turned out well in the end, but obviously I hope that none of these problems happen again.
I had a brief scare around Thanksgiving when I became nauseated and started puking. I was afraid it was morning sickness and that it was so bad I’d have to quit my brand new job. Luckily it was just a stomach flu I’d caught from my daughter. I didn’t have morning sickness last time around and it’s nice to not have it again.
The thirst for water has returned. Your blood volume increases by about 50% when you’re pregnant. This makes me incredibly thirsty and usually only lukewarm water will do (I can’t chug cold). I need to hit up Costco soon as I’ve decimated our bottled water supply.
I’m tired. It hasn’t been that bad yet and for all I know it’s due to my new job (I work with kids. That will wear anyone out). Unfortunately I won’t be able to nap a lot like last time. V is very insistent that I not have a moment’s rest. As they say, the quickest way to get a child’s attention is to sit down and look comfortable.
I want food. FOOOOOOOOOD. I’ve been on this awesome new diet called Eat Right & Exercise and I’ve lost a cool 19lbs so far. The My Fitness Pal app has been wonderful for my own accountability. I planned on sticking with the diet for at least the first trimester. After all, I was usually eating ~1700 calories and it’s not like the fetus takes that many calories in the beginning. Not surprisingly, that plan fell through. I’ve been hungry. This week my stomach turned into a black hole, one that is slowly consuming all my other organs unless I satiate it with cheeseburgers. It’s pretty disgusting. I went from no fast food at all to eating it three times a day. My husband has routinely been picking up Whoppers on the way home from work. Today it seemed to die down a little. I actually felt full most of the day.
I got a call from my doctor’s office today and my glucose reading was one point too high. That may not seem like much, but that’s how my diabetes started last time. I have to take an early glucose tolerance test in January. If it turns out I don’t have it now I’ll have to take the test again at the normal time. Joy!