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)