DISCLAIMER: This post contains information about our pregnancy. Because I know all too well how these kinds of posts may affect my fellow #ttcsisters and #ttcbrothers, I include this disclaimer to forewarn you. I understand how much these posts can sting and promise to continue to add the disclaimer on any post that may be related to this pregnancy (assuming viability) so that you may have the option to bow out of reading. I understand.)
Hello everyone. I apologize for the delay in sharing posts. Truthfully, I’ve felt a bit odd in sharing news. Not because I am not happy with pregnancy. I truly am. I just know how hard it is for so many in our community who have not yet had their BFP. I want to be sensitive to that, but I also wants to answer and share for those who have asked for updates. So, I’ll continue to place the disclaimer and we will see how it goes from here.
According to most of my apps and the doctor’s office, I am 9 weeks, 5 days today. Baby is no longer an embryo, but a fetus. Wow. It’s still amazing to me to know that I am progressing. Every once in a while, I find myself feeling great and I wonder if something may be off only to get nauseous at the smell of coffee (okay, I get it little one. We didn’t drink it before and you want to make sure I don’t drink it now), which is in my office daily. Then, I’m reminded all is well.
Things have been going pretty well. My morning sickness is pretty contained though it hit a new high last week that had me lying on the couch feeling like I was on a ship. That was not fun. I was making rice and beans for dinner and the smell of the beans had me wanting to hide under a table somewhere. Today, I still have sickness when I rise and if I don’t have something in my belly every two hours, I feel a bit yucky as well.
I had my first OB/Gyn appointment on Wednesday. The doctor is the same one who delivered our eldest. She usually has patients see the NP until they are further along, but when she saw my name coming in for an obstetrics visit, she made sure to be there with me. There were a bunch of hugs and praise. (She is a woman of faith, like I.) It made me feel like home and I am pleased to be under her care again. Her daughter is also expecting and her due date is also August 27th! I told my obstetrician that I would probably be delivered by her assistant and she thinks that won’t be necessary. She is convinced that she will be able to attend to both lol. We shall see!
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| First Obstetrics Appointment |
We discussed the IVF conception and the wonderful #TTCgroups that I have befriended via social media. I also gave her information of the fertility pharmacy. The pharmacy the clinic uses no longer prepares endometrin and it was a blessing that I walked in and was able to give her an affordable solution for her patients. Yay!
So, let’s talk about announcing. Well, S. and I have been pretty liberal with our close friends and family knowing. Most have been really great about not sharing. Others not so much. And that’s okay. They are thrilled for us and you can’t get mad at someone for celebrating with you.
But work? Work has had no idea. I hadn’t planned on telling them until we were safely out of the trimester plus a few days. March 1st was actually my planned announcement time. The same for social media. Well, that plan went awry Wednesday. I felt ill. Super ill and bloated. I was walking slow, sluggish in general, and just not my peppy self that my colleagues are used to seeing. Every smell hit me and the fatigue was incredible.by 11AM. I hadn’t had a day that hard in a while and I still needed to get through the day for my appointment and some work the office was doing.
Well, I decided to go to the break room to see if yogurt would help what I was going through. By the time I got to the room, I was next to exhausted and actually had to put my head in my hands. Our program manager came into the office and saw me and questioned if I was okay. She is a very sweet lady, hard working, and doing wonderful things in her career. She’s also super concerned and can worry if she suspects her charges aren’t doing well. I saw the panic and heard her refer to perhaps needing nurse or getting checked because I looked decidedly ill. I didn’t want to lie and I told her I would be better soon, as soon as I eat something. The conversation continued and I finally told her, “no, it really is okay. I’m expecting. I’ll be fine.” She hugged me. That was an awesome response. She was super happy for me and I told her that I was still burning midnight oil and getting things done, but that day had just thrown me for a loop. She understood and was super understanding. She promised to keep it quiet until I was ready to share. And she did. However, there was someone who observed the exchanged from outside. She is also a sweet woman, but a grandmotherly type…loves anything to do with babies 🙂
She asked me the next day if I was expecting in the presence of another grandmotherly type and there we go. So, our immediate team knows that I am expecting and everyone is thrilled. The external supporting teams don’t know and I intend on keeping it that way for quite some time.
So, because things are actually happening. I decided to play the update game. I’ll place on a separate post for those who are interested. I’m not yet committed to the whole weekly thing. We’ll see though. Hope you enjoy and have a great weekend. I’ll check in with you later soon!
-K
