Getting to Know Me Part 2

***Trigger warning *** talks about pregnancy and miscarriages

So yesterday we left off that I had just found out I was pregnant. So I call to get an appointment set up for blood work and all that good stuff you have to do. They confirm and move on with the other stuff. I ask that what the plan is the last two ended early and they immediately start me on progesterone to help add the pregnancy. Y’all when I say that this was a stressful pregnancy I am not lying!! We only told 2 people to start out with. My best friend knew and then when our cousins came to visit we surprised them. I didn’t want to tell anyone till it was safe. ( even though there really is never a safe mark while your pregnant) Let me tell you what waiting for that first apartment was pure torture!! I was so nervous and worried with everyday that passed. I always dreaded going to the bathroom. I was always afraid that it could be the start of the end and I honestly didn’t know if I could do it all again.

We finally make it to the first appointment!! Thank the lord!! I could breathe a little easier but I still wasn’t letting my guard down. I couldn’t… The appointment goes fine and set up the next. Now my pregnancy was labeled a high risk pregnancy for 2 reasons: 1. For having 2 miscarriages prior and 2. We’ll get to shortly. The next appointment they had me do a sonogram to make sure baby was growing like she was supposed too. This is when it really became real but still couldn’t get excited. Believe me I wanted too but I was to afraid too. At ten weeks we did the test and blood work to make sure baby was ok and to find out what the sex was. By this time I think we told a couple more friends and family. At this point our parents didn’t even know. We did surprise my husband’s mom on her birthday and she was so excited! This was a little before we finally announced to everyone.

I got with my aunt about doing announcement pictures and let me tell you what I was in love with them!! Finally it was time to tell everyone! At this point I was at the end of my first trimester. I was still really scared to announce it but I wasn’t going to be able to hide it much longer. We make the announcement everyone is so happy and excited. My best friend was so excited and claimed doing the gender reveal and the baby shower lol. We do the gender reveal not long after we announce. My best friend did it to where my husband hit a golf ball and pink dust came out!! Yay!! We’re having a girl! My husband was a little bitter lol he really wanted a boy. I did too, I didn’t know the first thing about raising a girl. ( yes I know I’m a girl but growing up I was more of a Tom boy. So the thought of what if she’s super girly? I don’t know the firstthing about fancy clothes, hair styles, and makeup) So we go through second trimester with some scares but other then that it went pretty smoothly. There was a couple of times I couldn’t feel her move and freaked out. Had to go in and get monitored and or check her heart rate. But she was fine. She was just running out of room to grow.

Now fast forward to the third trimester… A lot happens in this trimester! I have have to take the glucose test. I fail the hour test🤦‍♀️. I now have to to go do the 3 hour test🙄. I get a call to tell me a have failed that one as well and now have to start going to a specialist on top of my regular appointments. I get diagnosed with distational diabetes. I had to test my blood four times a day and eventually add medicine as well. I now have to be super careful what I eat and drink. So my baby shower is coming up and I can’t even really enjoy it because I can’t even eat half of what was there. To be fair they had food planned out ahead of time and everything was already scheduled. They didn’t even think about it lol. None of them had dealt with it and I wasn’t mad cause I didn’t really think of it either. But it was an awesome baby shower! Everyone who was involved did an amazing job! The theme was nightmare before Christmas. It’s my favorite movie.

As we got to the end I was doing doctors visits twice a week. We had to schedule a day to be induced because I was not allowed to go past 38 weeks as it could be bad for the both of us. At the specialist appointments I was getting a sonogram just about every appointment. I was in for one of my regular ob appointments at about 35 weeks I was told I was at a one and a half and the next visit she could strip my membranes to get the labor process started. Well as week progressed I started losing my mucus plug. That weekend we were supposed to go do our maternity pictures, but someone had other plans… Saturday my husband had to work all and I was busy cleaning the house. All day off and on I had what I thought were Braxton Hicks and never really amounted to much so I just went on about my day. My husband gets home and we’re in bed and here come the Contractions still thinking they were Braxton Hicks I didn’t really pay much attention to him. Little did I know my husband was keeping track of how far apart they were coming and lasting. He was like “I’m pretty sure you’re in labor.” I was like “there’s no way! I still have a couple of weeks before she can come!”

So he calls the hospital and is transferred to labor and delivery and is asking them what to do and they give suggestions on how I can stop the contractions. I try a couple but nothing works. So I’m laying in bed and the next thing I know I can feel water not a lot. I look at him and was like “I either just peed myself or my water just broke!”

Sorry that’s it for today. I’ll finish up tomorrow. So come back to hear the rest. Thanks so much for reading this far!❤

Sorry! I realized I forgot to add pictures 🤦‍♀️. These are some of my favorites from our announcement pictures ❤