10 DAYS!!!

I am currently 10 weeks and 1 day into my pregnancy today.

It has been two weeks since my last OB appointment. I have lost three pounds in that time. Bringing me down a total of 34lbs from my long running pre-pregnancy weight.

I got a letter from my doctor today to put in my carry-on, stating my pregnancy due date and my diabetic status so that I don't have any problems carrying my testing supplies (or a healthy snack) on the plane when we fly to Austin, TX in 10 days.

(TEN DAYS. OMFG. I cannot believe how fast all of this is happening!!!)

The doctor has prescribed me some medication that I need to pick up tomorrow, an anti-nausea med and some heartburn medication for our trip, just in case I need it. (I am already needing it. Stomach acid=Breakfast of Champions!!!) She also confirmed for me that I am allowed to take benadryl, which is a huge relief for me because it does a great job in helping me sleep!!

She has also ordered a 24 hour urine collect, because I'm dumping protein into my urine already. The same thing happened during my last pregnancy, but I'm trying not to get too concerned about it.

We checked the heartbeat via ultrasound to confirm that baby is still viable. I couldn't see the monitor but she said everything was good.

I will spend a few days next week calling around to a few OB clinics in Austin to try and find someone that will take my insurance. Hopefully it is a mostly painless process.

I still cannot believe that it's only 10 days before we are in Texas and looking for a place to live. Keep your fingers crossed that we find something inexpensive and still in a nice area!!!

POP Goes the Mommy!!

Guess what?

This morning, I woke up, and I felt...

PREGNANT!!

I know, RIGHT!?! Who knew?!

I have felt 'not bloated' for several weeks now, but this morning it was like my uterus just felt huge and like it had 'popped'.

It's also starting to get uncomfortable for me to sleep on my belly. I'm a belly sleeper and now I kind of have to sleep with one knee up to take the pressure off my abdomen.

Today, the UPS guy came. In pants. And the poor guy was probably freezing, because it IS freezing out, and snowing. Anyway, he brought me the maternity clothes that mah babydaddy bought for me. I got a pair of capri pants, two pairs of shorts and a belly band to go over my other pants/jeans as my belly starts to expand. Actually, I got them specifically for our trip to Texas next month. I knew it would probably be in the 70's, and I wanted to be comfortable.

I tried everything on after the UPS man left, and let me tell you,  they felt magnificent. I am STILL wearing them. Comfy, cozy, belly hanging out relaxin'. I feel SO much better with maternity pants on!!! And because I'm fat in general, my shirts should fit for my entire pregnancy. I will just buy a few more summer shirts once we move to Texas so I can stay COOL. We all know, with a baby due in September, I am going to be insanely HOT this summer. Thank goodness for air conditioning.

Now where are my Claussen's Pickles and my Carb Smart Ice Cream?!

Let the DRAMA begin!!

I am currently 9 weeks and 4 days into my 6th pregnancy.

I have three children from a previous relationship, ages 10, 8, and 6

Together my new partner and I have a 14 month old son.

I miscarried this last summer at around 8 weeks, so we held off this time around on informing our families of my most recent pregnancy.

We were not ready to inform our families at this point, however someone in my partner's family has no respect for personal boundaries and cannot keep her nose out of other people's business.

I was recently diagnosed with Type 2 Diabetes. My blood sugar has not been controlled until this point in time because it is a brand new diagnosis. That fact, combined with my most recent miscarriage, and several other factors that tend to come up during the latter half of my pregnancies have made me High Risk.

I will not be seeing a midwife for this pregnancy, which is unfortunate because I really adored her. I will, however, be seeing a slew of other 'specialists'.

In the last five weeks, I have had three ultrasounds, two appointments with a diabetes counselor, an appointment with a dietitian, an appointment with a perinatologist and several OB appointments already.

They are keeping me busy. As if us being a family of 6 doesn't already keep me busy. LOL

So far my outlook this pregnancy is okay. The new diabetic diet is driving me nuts with pregnancy cravings being too restrictive for me to allow the things baby wants me to eat. I feel like I am starving. I have lost 31lbs since November simply from illness related to the diabetes and the new diet change alone. Seven of those pounds were between my last two OB appointments a week apart. I've got another appointment on Friday and it will have been two weeks, so we will see if I have stabilized yet. The OB said she doesn't really want me to lose any more weight, but the perinatologist and I both agreed that I could probably lose another 30lbs and be fine, as long as the baby's growth looks good.

Things with our family is pretty chaotic right now. In the middle of all this necessary stuff, we are moving from Washington State, to Texas. I am 'early nesting' right now and going through EVERYTHING in the house so that the movers don't have to pack a ton of useless crap that we don't need to take with us.

My extended family is having several issues, my step-sister is specifically creating her own brand of drama, that doesn't directly affect us right now, but very well could in the future. Her brother, my stepbrother, also has his own brand of drama that doesn't directly affect us right now, but also very well could in the future. There is a possibility that, if they don't get their shit together, and can't find anyone else to take them, that we could end up with all of their children in our custody in the future, turning us, a family of seven, into a family of 12. Well, you know what they say, right? Cheaper by the dozen.

My partner's family brings a completely different breed of drama to the table, which DOES affect us, and unfortunately it's not in a good way. It never is. Obviously I could go on and on, but I will sum it up in as few sentences as possible. One person in the family met me, the new girl in his life, after I was already pregnant, and she ran her mouth and spread a bunch of LIES. They hold her word higher than Gods and will never believe otherwise. Their actions and behaviors have been nothing less then insane ever since. We have tried extensively to separate ourselves from them and their drama ever since. We appreciate our privacy, we do not like nosy family members who ruin our pregnancy announcements because of their stalker like behaviors. We do not want to hear opinions unless we specifically ask for them, and above all else we expect to have our choices in decisions we make for our children respected. A little respect PERIOD would be nice, but I'm not sure they even know what RESPECT is.

So that is the gist of things. Hold on, because we are in for a wild ride. One that will extend across several state borders and probably (given his family history) be so full of drama that you will want to vomit. So grab your barf bags, and buckle up!!! We leave for Texas in 4 1/2 weeks!!!

(6w6d)