Weekend away and an 11 week old bebe.

Lovely weekend in Moncton with relatives. Back yard fire pit party with loads of food and beer. Drunk relatives are hillarious.
I spoke with my Aunt for a long while, she was so relieved when I told her I was pregnant, her damn head nearly exploded. She said, thank God you finally said something, your mother told me 6 weeks ago but swore me to secrecy and that was hardest secret I have had to keep cause I am so excited. She told me that as she was thinking of me and Evan these past months, she was thinking how her mother, my grandmother, had 12 children and only 10 lived. Her first, a baby boy was stillborn. We both found this sadly ironic that as her granddaughter I would encounter the same fate. Anyhow she then had 10 more babie before having a son die in bed with her at home 3 weeks after birth, my mom remembers this clear as can be. She has one more living child after that one. In total giving birth to 8 daughter and 4 sons, and having only 2 of 4 sons live. That women suffered alot of hardship in her lifetime and I can completly identify with her social anxiety and heavy drinking now. I could have so easily found myself there. Here’s hoping and praying I never do.

On that note, 11 weeks has come and gone, I was feeling so much better and then the nausea came back to rear it’s ugly head today. One thing has changed and that is rather then being turned off by all food, I am ravenously hungry, However, I still only want to stuff my face with certain foods, and am still partial to cold foods. I have been gorging myself on this awesome pasta salad with balsamic, bocconchini and fresh basil, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

Things that have made me sick this week: cheesburger, chicken wings, chicken burger and fries and gravy, Basically junk food and meat are on my do not eat list.

Still feeling fluttering in the belly. It comes and goes. Dr. tommorow, I hope and pray they will be able to pick up the heartbeat on the doppler, she said the earliest they can is 11 weeks, so here’s hoping. They were able to get Evan’s heartbeat at 11 weeks and I was in awe. Otherwise I will have to wait until the 22nd and I need reassurance now. More reassurance then my stomach expanding along with my appetite and the fluttering in my belly. Should the heartbeat be easily detected tommorow, I will go public everywhere, if not I will wait until after next Wednesday’s ultrasound.

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β€œLife is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance you must keep moving.” β€” Albert Einstein. When it feels like your world has been shattered, and you have reached rock bottom, you must make a choice: Stay where you are and fade away, or keep moving forward. Thankfully I chose to move forward and was blessed with the two most wonderful children after the death of my first in early labor. Things are looking up.

Posted on July 13, 2009, in Uncategorized and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. 14 Comments.

  1. Just letting you know I’m thinking of you. And that bebe of yours. <3.

  2. Pics
    Here (BC) and in Alberta you can get pics
    they just charge you for them. I hope you can
    get pics…it’s something nice to hold onto
    and show about.

  3. I think you’ll get the heart beat. I got it this time at 9w5d.
    I’m going to respond to you re heparin btw- I forgot earlier. I didn’t find any good websites either, but talked at length will several doctors. The main risk was osteoporosis, but the risks were minimal, and you can minimize them further with a hefty dose of calcium. I take two calciums with vit D a day plus drinking milk, eating yogurt, etc. The other risk (with lovenox, not heparin) is that if you have to have a crash c-section with very little notice, you have to have a general anasthetic. They switch you to regular heparin at the end of the pregnancy to prevent this.
    And a pregnant woman turned off junk food? Can I have your genes???

  4. Wha??? Why don’t they give you pics? That’s crazy!

  5. I’m so excited for ultrasound pictures!

    • Awww I probably won’t get ultrasound pictures 😦
      They don’t generally give you any here in this province, meannies. They won’t even tell you the gender unless your high risk and being followed by the high risk team, then they tell you so you can bond with your baby despite the stress. So this time around I am high risk and will find out gender when it is clear at 20ish weeks, so 8-9 more weeks πŸ™‚
      I hope they give me pics but I am not holding my breath.

  6. I find it so weird that (in my family, at least) no one tells you about the things you might encounter as an adult/ parent until AFTER they happened. (Like, Remy being a late talker and now I find out it runs HEAVILY in my family. NOW they tell me? OY.)
    I had the ravenous hunger. ZOMG. And also food aversion (especially to meat, OMG, yuck!) and nausea. Fun effing times. WHY do I want to do that again? ;D
    :::::::::::::heartbeat:::::::::::::::::

  7. I just went to that link and omg the way she passed was omg to me. I sometimes worry this is how i’d be.

  8. That sounds so sad about your grandmother. After my stillbirth I started hearing about stillbirths within my family, moreso on Stephens side of the family.
    I met one woman whose mom lost two daughters and had two boys, i was thinking wow what if that happens to me.

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