Not Fun

Good thing I don't celebrate Christmas because I got to spend Christmas eve in the hospital....

I should start with--everything is fine-- baby and I are fine.

It started Monday night, I was extremely nauseous. Not the pregnant nausea I had been having for the first 5 months-- this felt different. I started throwing up uncontrollably-- everything, even the glass of water I tried to drink. It was bad. The doctor told me to go to labor and delivery of my hospital because this could be potentially dangerous for the baby. Dave and I got in a cab (whilst in my pajamas- it was 11pm by now) and headed over.

I was immediately put on an I.V. which I have never had before and it was PAINFUL! But the truth is I was so incredibly nauseous and weak, I didn't even care. They took lots of blood, put monitors on my belly and thank G-D we heard our little's heart beating away-- plus it was kicking me like crazy. I knew it wanted to go home as much as I did.

Anyway-- I continued throwing up - ALOT. Like green bile (Sorry for the tmi). They put some medication in my I.V. and finally at around 3am I stopped vomiting. The blood came back normal except for the numbers from my liver which came back a tiny bit high, which is usually a sign of a stomach bug...

They also did an ultra sound and our little is huge! The head is now facing down, but it's still rolling around and can change positions all the time. I can feel the movements now constantly--which I LOVE. The doc did a cervical exam, which is awful and painful-- but luckily my cervix was closed.

So at about 6am after I finally kept down a few sips of water and bites of jello down, they released me. Poor Dave tried to sleep in the chair in the room and I got no sleep. It was a BAD night and I hated every minute of it. But I guess I need to remember that our little is fine and I am finally not nauseous or throwing up anymore-- although I haven't eaten anything except some dry toast and drinking ginger ale.

Today I have to go back to my dr for a follow up blood test and make sure this bug is out of me. I would guess it is since I don't feel sick at all. I spent all day yesterday in bed, sleeping... I think that helped fight this off.

So that's life I guess. You never know what will happen minute to minute. I never would have guess that I would be spending the night in the hospital hooked up to monitors and I.V. this week. Just goes to show you, take nothing for granted.

To those that celebrated Christmas this week-- I hope it was a great holiday for you filled with love, laughter and a renewed hope.

Thank you G-D for taking care of us and please continue to keep our little healthy and growing strong...

A Weekend in Photos

Today is my two year wedding anniversary! I cannot believe it's been two years, especially after going through so much-- it does feel like we have been married longer, much longer. But I see that as a good thing. I know I have said this before, but I am so lucky to have my husband in my life. I dated many many toads before him and he was certainly worth the wait.

This weekend we went to Saratoga Springs, NY. It's about a three hour drive from Manhattan. We stayed at this romantic inn, the same one we stayed in last year. It is hard to believe that one year ago today my first Clomid IUI didn't work. We had gotten those negative results on our first wedding anniversary-- nice, huh? But through the tears we tried to keep hopeful, and we forced ourselves to remember that we would be parents someday-- somehow. And so this year, we returned to the same romantic inn and I am 24 weeks pregnant. What a journey it has been....

It snowed over a foot-- we sat by the fire in our room mostly, and ate, slept, and snuggled. I miss it now as I write. It was peaceful and quiet. Here are some photos:

Anyway-- here's to many many more years together filled with health, happiness and love.

Please G-d continue to keep our little safe, and growing healthy and strong.

Happy Birthday Lovebird

Today is my husband's birthday. All I can really say about this is that I do feel so lucky to have him in my life. I mean, what he has put up with between all the fertility stuff, my anxieties and breakdowns and depression-- I am just so lucky to be loved by him. Happy Birthday Lovebird!

In other news-- our little is kicking away. I am in my 23rd week now of this pregnancy and I look like a pregnant lady. I have only gained seven pounds in this entire pregnancy because of all the nausea and vomiting the first five months, but I look like I have a basketball under my shirt- I kind of love it actually....

Last night I was laying on my side, watching the season finale of the Hills (anyone watch it?) and our little was kicking like crazy. Sure enough I look down and I see my stomach bulging in and out right where the kicks were- it was AMAZING! I could see the movement! There is really a person in there! I was so fascinated with this, I couldn't take my eyes off of my belly. David wasn't home at the time and of course when he came home and sang to my belly, and talked to our little, he had missed all the fun-- by then our little was done. Although this morning, the kicks returned. I LOVE THE KICKS!

We have our bi-monthly Dr. appointment on Monday to hear the heartbeat. But our next ultra sound is not until 32 weeks- a growth scan, they called it. That seems like a long way off, but the reality is in two weeks (GD willing) I will start my third trimester! I cannot even think about that-- it just seems too good to be true. This all seems too good to be true....

Please G-d continue to keep our little safe, healthy and growing strong....