Baby Diary Week 10-11

Buck,
I have a confession to make. I was way healthier before you took up residence. I took several different vitamins, drank a perfect smoothie, and skipped fast food EVERY DAY. The vitamins make me gag, the smoothie makes me feel sick, and I have eaten McDonald's at least once a week. Gross!

The past week or so has been very stressful. The Saturday morning of your dad's birthday party I had some bleeding that faded away when I chose to lay on the couch and delegate party prep to your grandma. The next morning I had a postage stamp sized clot (very scary), but then only spotting for a few days. I noticed the spotting was worse when I wasn't able to take breaks at work or eat and drink enough.

Our midwife ordered an urgent ultrasound on Tuesday when I called her about it. She used the words 'threatened abortion' and mentioned it could be that or an issue with the placenta. I cried in the office at work for an hour until I got the appointment set up. Then I got to see you- waving at me and showing me your foot!

On the way out of the office, I got a call from my boss saying that my assistant had been promoted but they had someone replacing him and the switch was happening the very next day.

Later that night, I was relaxing during a pedicure (what I really needed was a 2 hour nap!) and the midwife called to explain that it was a sub-chorionic hematoma. No lifting anything for a week and rest as much as possible. Then schedule an ultrasound to check on it and decide what to do from there. Really bad week to try and fit in some rest! I grabbed a quick dinner, went and got a spray tan for the wedding that weekened and finally went to sleep.

It's nearly impossible to not lift anything at work since I'm the coverage and it's been a battle to get someone to help out. I had to put my foot down and told my boss it was unacceptable for me to be working the way I am with the issue I have. Plus my new assistant needs a lot of hand holding and we were busy. I gave him and my 3rd key a long list of tasks to complete that weekend (long, but not unreasonable) and explained how to do all of them.

Thursday through Sunday we were in Galveston for your Aunt & Uncle's wedding. I was able to relax some, but I got food poisoning the first night and was up all night with two undesirable symptoms (vomiting and #3, yuck). Your dad tried his best to help me, but he was gagging over trying to clean my vomit out of the sink so it was a really rough  night. I discovered that while I wish I were able to dance nonstop like I normally do, you have other plans! Like making me gag over the smell of wedding cake and booze and making me dizzy. Thanks!

Luckily my follow up ultrasound was on Monday. Your heartbeat was 171, and the hemmorage is still there but stable. Our midwife wrote a light duty letter for my work; mainly at my request. The most important task I delegated from the past weekend was not done and all I got were excuses.

I needed something to show my boss that my situation is extremely important and that they will lose a lot more if they don't get me help. Good news is I'm allowed to lift 10 lbs (one gallon!), which makes everything much easier, just slow. Bad news is it lasts until 5 months into the pregnancy- about 2.5 months from now! She gave me the option of her writing a letter saying I needed bedrest; we both think I don't *need* it, but she was willing to do it to make a statement to my work.

At this point, I'm stuck in a really tough situation. I've been getting help from other stores, but that doesn't help the stress of thinking about what crap I have to deal with when I get back after a few hours or a day off. To clarify, I don't worry about it when I'm not there- I don't even think about it- but soon as I wake up to go in, the dread starts. I have to work through two separate personnel issues right now, and the problem is I won't be able to work on them until Thursday or Friday of next week.

Anyway, thinking about this on my wonderful day off this week- today- is not what I wanted to do, so I'll just think about you! I cried watching A Baby Story earlier, the mom said, "When I looked at her, I thought- she's real! I'm a mom!"