Ok, So More on Baby

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Admittedly, this blog may be very baby related for a while.  It’s pretty much consumed our lives at this point.  This is why I’m posting about it on my blog and not Facebook where I know there are many people who could care less about our baby adventures.

Dan and I have always talked about kids but for the most part we leaned the other way.  We like our lives just the way they are and we also were afraid of anything taking away from the love we have for eachother.  Dan always said he didn’t know if he’d be able to share any of the love that he has for me with anybody else.  I felt the exact same.  How could I ever love another human as much as I love Dan?  The answer: I can’t and I won’t ever be able to.  But I can love them totally differently.  And we will.  I know we’re going to meet this little guy and he’s going to change our whole world and both Dan and I will love him instantly as much as one another, but completely differently.  We already do just talking to him at night and sharing his movements.

Something happened while we were in Europe where we realized there is this whole, huge world out there and how amazing would it be to share it with a third person?  We’ve been together nearly 9 years (in February), married for nearly 3 (next month), been through the worst struggles you could imagine early on, gone on many amazing trips so far together, and just grown with each other so much that we felt that it was right.  We got home from Europe in June and decided that we were going to start trying.  With my health condition (PCOS – the #1 cause for infertility in women) I didn’t think it would happen so fast.  I talked to my doctor, took all the right preparations, went on/off all the right meds, read the books, and figured it could be 6 months to a year before we had any success, if at all.  Thankfully, I was wrong!  Our first month trying was a success.  It was shocking but in a totally good way!  We were really lucky not to have to go through that struggle months over.  I think it is because I take really good care of myself and my PCOS.  I’ve been on the meds for that for about 4 years now and I’m very in tune with my body.  Most women don’t find out that they have PCOS until after they’ve been unsuccessful in trying for a baby for quite some time, and then they get put on the meds which needs several months, if not, years to really level out.  So, I think that is why we had success so fast.  And I’m so glad because this really has been an amazing experience so far.

We found out that we were pregnant in the middle of July.  Went for our first ultrasound at 9 weeks in August.  Our second at 12 weeks in September.  And our third, where we found out it’s a BOY at 18 weeks in October.  Ultrasounds really are amazing.  They look so alien-like due to the bumpy texture of the skin and how everything is just slightly misshaped.  But they are an experience I won’t ever forget.  The first one he was so tiny, about 2 centimeters (less than an inch) and yet we could see him bouncing around like a little jelly bean and his heart pumping already.  The second one is where we found out he was shy as he would cover his face and eyes with his hands or put one or both arms above his head (like me when I sleep), and this last one we got to find out the gender (which we were torn about doing, but ultimately glad we did now) and find out that his heart is PERFECT.  That was really all we cared about.  With Dan’s heart conditions not being congenital, the doctors told us the chances of them being passed on to the baby are almost zero, but they wanted to do a fetal echo just to be safe.  Glad they did because it gave us such peace of mind!

As far as pregnancy symptoms (please forgive me, I may be going TMI, but like I have said before, it’s MY damn blog) I totally missed the morning sickness boat, thank goodness.  I had about 5 bouts of a slight nauseous feeling in the first 6 weeks but almost all of them were while I was getting in to a hot car in our lovely 115 degree Phoenix weather.  I think the pregnancy made me a bit less tolerant to the heat.  Luckily, it’s cooling down now and I have never felt that feeling again.  My biggest complaint has been the gastrointestinal stuff.  I’ve just had to get used to not going to the bathroom everyday.  ;)  It was worse in the beginning while I was on the prenatal vitamins due to the high amount of iron, but I took myself off those after the first trimester was over and a month in to the second.  It was the right thing for me.  I can’t say I’ve had any heartburn, because I already have GERD and acid-reflux disease that I take medication for everyday.  My asthma has been well controlled for a while although I do get some shortness of breath every once in a while that is pregnancy related, so I just try to take it slow and not give myself any anxiety about it.  I take my allergy pill everyday (can’t live without it!).  I do have a history of sciatica which was something I’ve been worried about from the beginning – what would I do if that happened?  What can I take?  And it happened 2 weeks ago.  I ended up in the emergency room where they said it was okay at this time for me to take some ibuprofen and the percocets they prescribed me.  I took those for 1.5 days, 2 days off of work, and have overall recovered.  I’m having some adjustments made to my desk at work so that I can both sit and stand at my desk when needed.  That should help with my sciatica and my unfortunate situation of sitting for 10 hours a day at work, and 2 in the car.  Overall, I think that’s it for my side effects!  Well, of course other than gaining weight!  Although, I haven’t gained that much to be honest.  12 pounds and I’m over halfway done.  Although my mom reminds me that that means nothing, I’ll gain most of it towards the end, and that I”m going to gain what I need to gain and not to obsess about it.  Thing is, I lost 12 pounds in Europe… so technically I’m right at where I started before we left!

Okay, that’s about it for now.  Here’s what Dan says about it (stolen from another email to somebody else, hehe):  “I am more excited than I have been about anything. My life has already changed for the better knowing that I will be a father. I feel more motivated than ever to give my family the best life I can. I am honestly looking forward to the challenges.”