Pregnant!….pregnant?
So since Jay and I decided to try and have a baby a few rather rapid chain of events occured. One, I went to the OB/GYN at a new place I decided to try called Women’s Health Group on Queen Street. I knew I wasn’t going to have just one doctor there; I would have a group of seven or so midwives, nurse practitioners, and doctors that I would meet over the course of my many visits. My first visit was in March. By this point, I was off the pill since my last period in February and was strategically charting basal body temperatures (for those of you who don’t know, BBT is the first temperature taken in the morning. Mine was normally around 97.2 degrees Farenheit. If you plot it correctly, your temperature will rise one or two degrees at ovulation. If you are pegnant, the temerature will stay risen past the time you would have had your period.). I had calendars and had bought two books The Mother of All Pregnancy Books, and The Ninty Days before Conception(see links). I was speed reading the second one because it was mostly about taking care of your body and eating heathly and exercising. The first book is my favorite and I’m still reading it. It has a great deal of down to earth information from trying to conceive to post partum.
So when I went for my first apointment as a preconception check up, it was pretty routine with the nurse practitioner, Holly. I got vitamines ordered, she told me to stay away from all the things I would as if I were pregnant (caffeine, alcohol, raw meats, cat liter), and to exercise cause I was too high for my Body Mass Index (some strange algorithm with your height and weight deciding if you are normal or not). I was at 27 when I should be at 25 or so. She also told me to relax (I have no idea why she thinks I’m an anxious nervous person) and stop charting and reading. I stopped charting, but I just couldn’t stop reading! I was finding website after site and was still reading when Jay wasn’t looking. I don’t know, reading makes me feel like the little knowlege I can understand will make me feel better. Regardless of this appointment, I was sure I wasn’t going to be able to get pregnant right away.
Jay and I wanted to aim for the end of the school year for my maternity leave, so we decided to just use condoms until June and then start trying. Well wouldn’t you know it, after trying every other day for this past cycle, we came back from our vacation in Florida holding my cousins little baby girl Ava (the first Osborne grandchild), and I took a test on Saturday, June 17th (which was the 29th day in my cycle. My past two cycles were 35 and 33 days). I watched it and nothing came up. “Figures,” I thought. Then half an hour later, a faint, almost not there second line showed up. I showed Jay. He said wait and do it again when I actually miss my period.
Could I wait? No. I took it again on Monday morning, the 31st day. In one minute a faint line, in two minutes a darker line. Now the line was still lighter the first standard line, but it was enough for me. I figure I still have a 33 day cycle, and if I would take it again in two days it would be darker. Of course, I could hardly sleep that night at all because I was too excited to to take the test in the morning. I waited for Jay’s alarm to go off to wake him up for work. I shook him and stared in his face all bright eyed and said ” I took the test.” “…and? There was a line?” “Yes!” He smiled a little and then I said “Happy Anniversary.” So we offically found out for our second anniversary and my first day of graduate classes. After classes, I went to WellSpan at Queensgate and had my blood test done. I waited all of 24 hours until I called my doctor for the test results. They said they were positive and scheduled my first prenatal apointment for July 10. That seems sooner to me that later. I thought they’d wait at least 8 weeks to see me. In any case, I have spent the all of oh….eight days telling my mother and Jay’s parents. We decided to tell the rest of the family after the first apointment.
So what do I do for the next two weeks? Worry. I’ve painted a small mural of a moon, stars and clouds on the wall in the room that we chose to be the baby room (which wasn’t the room I originally wanted to be the baby room, but I changed my mind- Jay wanted this room to begin with, but he was smart and didn’t give me any lip) Now I sit and read about what’s acutally happening in my body because I don’t notice a single darn thing. I had cramping the week I was supposed to get my period, but no bleeding. Now I have light cramps now and then, but not like last week. I have acne, but I did as soon as I stopped my birth control pills. I think I’m peeing more, but I’m drinking twice as much cause I thought it was important to stay hydrated. I feel a little tired in the afternoon and I sleep 9 hours a day, but I always sleep 9 hours (10pm - 7am). So where is this plethera of pregnancy symptoms? Ok. I know I’m only like 4-5 weeks, but shouldn’t I feel something?
I did lose three pounds which freaked me out. I went from 150 to 147.Yikes! In a weekend no less! So that’s supposed to be normal too. What does it all mean? I could be one of the lucky few that have no morning sickness at all. Come to think of it my breast are a little tender, but not unbeleiveably painful. Or it could mean I have no baby at all. That it was there but didn’t form or is gone. I’m sticking with the first one until a doctor tells me otherwise. The strange fear I have of losing this thing that I have no real idea is actually in me besides a second pink line on a stick and a lady on the other end of the phone saying “it’s positive” is incredibly immense!
So for now, I’m going to need Jay to keep telling me everything is fine and continue being as wonderful as always. Tomorrow is my birthday. 5 week old baby, 25 year old Meggie!
