Off this afternoon to the in-laws to celebrate the day, plan to return Sunday barring any freak snow or ice storms.
So, I hope you all have wonderful Christmases (or an appreciated Government Holiday), and that in-laws, out-laws, and your own families aren't cause for too much stress or gnashing of teeth.
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
5/6 Update
I find myself in a strange place at what I calculate as the end of the 5th week, start of the 6th.
The home pregnancy test (I only took one.) says I'm pregnant. The Betas (all 3!) say I'm pregnant. And yet. I don't really feel all that different.
I'm not even excited. Wait. That's a lie. But excitement is tempered by knowledge and worries, and the lingering residue from "Holy shit, what have we done?!" I've stopped worrying about the Beta results and have moved on to the ultrasound. Of course, it's all pointless since there is really nothing I can do except keep on doing the good stuff I've been doing and try to avoid any potentially harmful stuff. (Am buying stock in Purell.) Since my RE won't be back in the office until January 7th, putting my ultrasound closer to the start of (again, per my calculations) my 8th week, that's how long that worry is going to be festering at the back of my mind, even as we celebrate Christmas and share the news with our families.
The thing is, despite all of the above confirmations and worry, it just doesn't feel real. My boobies go from being mildly sore to not sore at all so I wonder how much of the sore is actually from the irregular pokes and prods I've been giving them. Last night I took a good forty-five minute / hour nap while Mike Rowe slogged his way through yet more Dirty Jobs, but that's not so unusual for me as I've been known to curl up under the down comforter we keep on the couch, get warm and fall asleep in prior winters and summers, too. Of course, this morning even after the nap and heading to bed at the reasonable hour of 10pm I still feel pretty tired after pushing myself through last-minute gift and grocery shopping yesterday afternoon. I've also been getting up at night to relieve myself which is not a normal activity - but that could be because I'm trying very hard to keep myself hydrated as I'm known to run a little low on fluids and have been feeling odd pains in my lower abdomen and back. I'm also bloated enough to not be able to comfortably button my pants and jeans, though I can get them zipped. Looping a hair elastic through the button hole and around the button takes care of that problem, for now.
In addition to the prenatal vitamins, fish oil, glucosamine & chondroitin, and baby aspirin I take every morning, I'm also on 2x prometrium suppositories, and have started to drink a mug of raspberry leaf tea once every day or so. I'm just glad I backed off on caffeine a while back, because with the tired it would be even harder to give up now.
So that's where I am. Of course, I also feel extremely grateful for this miraculous and very, very unexpected early Christmas present, and am attempting to put the grateful in front of worry and effects.
The home pregnancy test (I only took one.) says I'm pregnant. The Betas (all 3!) say I'm pregnant. And yet. I don't really feel all that different.
I'm not even excited. Wait. That's a lie. But excitement is tempered by knowledge and worries, and the lingering residue from "Holy shit, what have we done?!" I've stopped worrying about the Beta results and have moved on to the ultrasound. Of course, it's all pointless since there is really nothing I can do except keep on doing the good stuff I've been doing and try to avoid any potentially harmful stuff. (Am buying stock in Purell.) Since my RE won't be back in the office until January 7th, putting my ultrasound closer to the start of (again, per my calculations) my 8th week, that's how long that worry is going to be festering at the back of my mind, even as we celebrate Christmas and share the news with our families.
The thing is, despite all of the above confirmations and worry, it just doesn't feel real. My boobies go from being mildly sore to not sore at all so I wonder how much of the sore is actually from the irregular pokes and prods I've been giving them. Last night I took a good forty-five minute / hour nap while Mike Rowe slogged his way through yet more Dirty Jobs, but that's not so unusual for me as I've been known to curl up under the down comforter we keep on the couch, get warm and fall asleep in prior winters and summers, too. Of course, this morning even after the nap and heading to bed at the reasonable hour of 10pm I still feel pretty tired after pushing myself through last-minute gift and grocery shopping yesterday afternoon. I've also been getting up at night to relieve myself which is not a normal activity - but that could be because I'm trying very hard to keep myself hydrated as I'm known to run a little low on fluids and have been feeling odd pains in my lower abdomen and back. I'm also bloated enough to not be able to comfortably button my pants and jeans, though I can get them zipped. Looping a hair elastic through the button hole and around the button takes care of that problem, for now.
In addition to the prenatal vitamins, fish oil, glucosamine & chondroitin, and baby aspirin I take every morning, I'm also on 2x prometrium suppositories, and have started to drink a mug of raspberry leaf tea once every day or so. I'm just glad I backed off on caffeine a while back, because with the tired it would be even harder to give up now.
So that's where I am. Of course, I also feel extremely grateful for this miraculous and very, very unexpected early Christmas present, and am attempting to put the grateful in front of worry and effects.
Monday, December 21, 2009
Wintergreen - The Recap
Friday night: leave home at 5:30pm.
Saturday morning: arrive at our condo at 2:30am.
Yes, that's 9 hours in the car. 9 hours in which our dog was a perfect angel, refraining from whimpering, barking or any other expressions of her frustration at being in a sometimes moving vehicle without a single potty break.
(In comparison, Sunday's return trip took something like 3 hours, which was about half an hour longer than normal.)
But it was worth it for 30+" of snow. Fluffy, beautiful, drifting, shifting, accumulating SNOW!
It made the 2-3" we got at home seem paltry in comparison. And 2-3" is a respectable amount for this area.
Saturday morning: arrive at our condo at 2:30am.
Yes, that's 9 hours in the car. 9 hours in which our dog was a perfect angel, refraining from whimpering, barking or any other expressions of her frustration at being in a sometimes moving vehicle without a single potty break.
(In comparison, Sunday's return trip took something like 3 hours, which was about half an hour longer than normal.)
But it was worth it for 30+" of snow. Fluffy, beautiful, drifting, shifting, accumulating SNOW!
It made the 2-3" we got at home seem paltry in comparison. And 2-3" is a respectable amount for this area.
Shaking Hands
The nurse at my RE's office called ten minutes ago with today's Beta number (that's quite a difference from Friday's number taking until after 3pm to arrive)...
901 (1st-153, 2nd-277)
Now they are talking about scheduling an ultrasound at 7 weeks (help me out here - if I triggered on November 30th, that puts me around the start of 6 weeks today, right?).
Holy shit. I had begun to believe that we would never get this far.
UPDATE: The RE wants me to come in the week of Jan. 4th for the ultrasound, so that means Lara(NoodleGirl) was right on the nose, and I'm a week behind Carolyne.
901 (1st-153, 2nd-277)
Now they are talking about scheduling an ultrasound at 7 weeks (help me out here - if I triggered on November 30th, that puts me around the start of 6 weeks today, right?).
Holy shit. I had begun to believe that we would never get this far.
UPDATE: The RE wants me to come in the week of Jan. 4th for the ultrasound, so that means Lara(NoodleGirl) was right on the nose, and I'm a week behind Carolyne.
Friday, December 18, 2009
Time for a reboot? (updated)
I'm not really a do things by the seat of my pants kind of girl. Structure and expectations, they are my friends.
So, when DH declared last night that he wanted to head up to Wintergreen tonight so he could be up there for the predicted snow storm and the foot and a half to two feet of snow that's supposed to fall up there versus the 1-6 inches that we're supposed to get at home, I froze up like a bogged down computer.
Making a list of everything we needed to do and take helped, so 10PM last night found me pulling together supplies for meals and snacks, and 7:30AM this morning found me at the grocery store picking up the few items we didn't have on hand.
8AM found me at the hospital having my blood drawn (again, why does it take 300x as long to get checked in and wait than to have the actual blood taken?) by a phlebotomist who took pleasure in digging around my vein for the last few drops of blood.
Now I'm at work and my brain is still spinning around the items that need to be completed before we leave. I guess it's time for another list so I can get to the work projects waiting for my attention.
Will update with today's betas...check back later.
UPDATE:
277 - not quite doubled but still respectable. No word on the progesterone level, but I'm not so worried about that. Go back Monday for another test. (Assuming we don't get stuck up at Wintergreen; then something will work out.)
So, when DH declared last night that he wanted to head up to Wintergreen tonight so he could be up there for the predicted snow storm and the foot and a half to two feet of snow that's supposed to fall up there versus the 1-6 inches that we're supposed to get at home, I froze up like a bogged down computer.
Making a list of everything we needed to do and take helped, so 10PM last night found me pulling together supplies for meals and snacks, and 7:30AM this morning found me at the grocery store picking up the few items we didn't have on hand.
8AM found me at the hospital having my blood drawn (again, why does it take 300x as long to get checked in and wait than to have the actual blood taken?) by a phlebotomist who took pleasure in digging around my vein for the last few drops of blood.
Now I'm at work and my brain is still spinning around the items that need to be completed before we leave. I guess it's time for another list so I can get to the work projects waiting for my attention.
Will update with today's betas...check back later.
UPDATE:
277 - not quite doubled but still respectable. No word on the progesterone level, but I'm not so worried about that. Go back Monday for another test. (Assuming we don't get stuck up at Wintergreen; then something will work out.)
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Elephants, 3,000 Pound Gorillas, and Yesterdays News
All 3 are hard to ignore, but I'm trying.
But it's especially hard because today I feel like I'm experiencing the Reader's Digest version of the 2 week wait.
Distract me?
UPDATE:
Today's Beta - A Whopping 153!
But it's especially hard because today I feel like I'm experiencing the Reader's Digest version of the 2 week wait.
Distract me?
UPDATE:
Today's Beta - A Whopping 153!
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