13 weeks

Well nearly 13 weeks anyways, according to lmp with 31 day cycles, Still suffering morning sickness, my breast are full of blue veins all over and my nipples have changed to a deep crimson. My stomach is starting to swell, but I dont look pregnant yet so much as a little baby bump. Strangers are not asking when I am due, put it that way.

Tommorow at 2pm is my follow up appointment to last weeks blood work. I feel good about the genetic testing, our wee one was messuring at 1.5mm of fluid in the nuchal translucency scan which is well in the normal category, and I just feel this babe is ok genetically. I don’t know what to think about the blood clotting pannel they did, I hope it all comes back magically negative and I just get to enjoy the rest of this pregnancy sans daily needles, however, chances are I will be the Heparin queen starting as soon as next week. This makes me sad on a number of levels. I want to do what is best for my baby, but I feel like if I do this, I will never know for sure if I can grow a baby naturally, without the help of Heparin. Evan was so big and healthy and if he just would have come out on time he most likely would have been fine, sans Heparin. By taking the Heparin this time I feel like I will never know if I could have done it without the drugs ya know. I just want to know if I can make babies all alone or not, and I know I did with Evan, but I mean a baby I get to take home. That being said, taking a baby home now trumps everything and I will stand on my head for 2 hours a day while patting my belly and singing Oh Canada at the top of my lungs if it were to guarantee me a healthy baby to bring home.

I guess we will see.

About mommamaynard

“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance you must keep moving.” — 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 28, 2009, in Uncategorized and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.

  1. I’ll be next to you, on my head, belting O Canada.
    I know what you mean about the drugs. The daily needles are a pain.

  2. *hugs* I am still and always praying for the baby and you. I know it’s a long long road.

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