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The hard times
Well like the title this was the hard times the baby had got into position and was kicking at full force and the baby lowered and then was riding on my pelvis which made it very difficult for me to walk, talk or do anything and the nights were so restless.
I worked at the bank so I really need to be on my game but no way I could with only about 3 hours of sleep at night the weight of my child was unbearable and I just wanted everything to be over but the days just dragged on forever. I thought that I would never deliver this baby.
Finally, third trimester
I got married at the age of 32 and we've been trying to have a baby...to make the story short finally I got pregnant, but by God was it hard.
Mind you, if I got seriously ill I never, ever lost my appetite, but when I had my pregnancy I could hardly even swallow water. All I wanted was to lie down, and throw up in my bed. I felt that when I ate something that it made me bloated.
I even put hot water bag on my stomach one night to relieve the bloating and I'm sleeping on my tummy every night and to think I'm still working 9 hours a day. It's really tough to get pregnant, thank God I have a very supportive and a very excited husband...then there goes the vitamins that makes my stomach more bloated and upset, prenatal check ups and finally the news.... I HAVE TWINS...wow...yes...wow...my husband says 2 birds with one stone...I said not one stone...kilos and kilos of sperm...hehehe.
Anyways...yeah I'm on my 3rd trimester and I'm weighing 209 kgs and I'm only 5 feet 2 inches. And my belly...sooooooo big...so heavy. And everyone will just stare at me and think. Wow that's a big belly. Anyway. All I want now is to have and meet my 2 precious girls. Yes they are both girls....
It's hard during pregnancy but it's all worth it when she/he is in your arms.
Worst pregnancy everI'm six mths pregnant and hating every bit of it. I have a seven year old daughter and when I was pregnant with her it was beautiful, smooth sailing the whole way through except an occasional charley horse in my legs every once and a while. This baby is also a girl but it's been hell.
The first 4 months I was horribly sick. Throwing up all the time, visits to the emergency room, and very expensive medicine to ease the sickness. I just wanted to die; it was so bad I even thought of an abortion just to feel normal again. Finally the sickness went away and now I just feel nuts. I am so emotionally unstable it's ridiculous. Sometimes just wanting to rip my hair out and run down the street screaming.
I cry over EVERYTHING, I even cried at the ending of Shrek two, you know the part were they decide to stay ogres and they float in the air kissing? Yea that's the part that put me in tears. I have three more mths to go and hopefully I won't need to check myself into a mental hospital in the meantime lol.
Anyways hopefully there is somebody else out there that reads this and knows they're not alone, I'm also a nutcase right now. I just have to keep telling myself that it will all be over soon. And just for the record I do not want to ever be pregnant again after this experience. I can't wait to feel normal and stable again!!!!
Overall crazy pregnancyI'm finally entering my third trimester. I wasn't quite sure that baby or I would make it to this point nonetheless, the precious little one is a fighter and keeps me going. I found out I was pregnant the first week of April, I missed a period and my breasts were SORE. I told my husband Clay and to my delight he was okay with the idea. We have a beautiful daughter (Megan) who will be seven next month. She has brought unspeakable joy to our lives and she has prayed for a little brother or sister for years.
I had a miscarriage about a year prior to finding out I was pregnant this time around. I was okay at the time; it was difficult to tell Megan and my family. Megan would tell people that I had a baby in my belly but it died, this was hard to hear but I knew she had to cope too. I hurt over not being able to have that baby, but I had no idea what kind of impact it would have on this pregnancy. For a bit of humor before tears, I took a pregnancy test in a Laundromat restroom. I stumbled out to the car to show Clay the test. I was excited for the moment.
I started to worry that I would miscarry again, my husband had comforting words but I worried. Shortly after finding out we were expecting we told Megan. She was happy and worried about things too. The real blow was when I told my mom and sister. My sister who I am sure had only good intentions questioned my telling our daughter Megan. I wanted support, but felt lonely and scared.
Time passed and I got horrible morning sickness, to the point that I lost seven pounds. It took everything out of me to get to work in the mornings, I was miserable. After a couple months the sickness subsided, I still get sick in the mornings, but I feel pretty okay the rest of the day.
We had plans to move to Michigan from our home in Pennsylvania. Clay graduated from Penn State in May and we took a chance to move to northern Michigan for work. We stayed with my aunt and Clay struggled to find decent work. Rather unfortunate fallout between my Aunt and Clay as well as work led us to decide to move back to Pennsylvania. The move was taxing, physically, financially, and most of all emotionally.
When we got back to Pennsylvania, I attempted to help Clay move our belongings into storage. I kept getting winded and felt pretty awful. I ended up in the emergency room. I was subjected to tests and more tests some of which put my pregnancy in jeopardy. I had a CT scan done of my lungs to rule out a blood clot. Fortunately I didn't but the experience left me a wreck. It has taken me quite a while to get over the falling out in Michigan. I lost a lot of sleep worrying about relationships and what I could do to stand by my husband, but love my family as well. I hated the whole thing and couldn't escape it even being 9 hours away. Bridges are on the mend but I don't think they'll ever be the same again. I have been through a whole lot this summer.
At my first OB/GYN visit back here in Pennsylvania, I got some news about an ultrasound I had done in Michigan. Apparently I have a very low-lying placenta. I wish they had told me that before I moved, I told them I was moving and they didn't inform me to be careful. I was lifting 20-30 pound boxes and the OB office here said to lift no more than 10! It's disconcerting to me to say the least about the quality of care I received. I'm having another sonogram done next week to see if things have changed. I hope so!
Last week I was at the doctor’s with leaking of fluids. Fortunately it wasn't amniotic fluid and I'm optimistic at this point everything will turn out in the end. I love my baby already (think it's a girl). I'm really looking forward to meeting my baby and being done with pregnancy. Needless to say though, I don't plan on having anymore at this point. I just want a little stability and health right now. I'll keep praying please do the same.
Eating too MuchIt's crazy.... I eat so much, but so little at each sitting. Then 3 hours later, I end up eating again....
I even get up in the middle of the night and to find something to munch on. It could be 3:30 or 5:30 in the morning.
Then 3 hours later i'm eating again. I used to love eating, now I get tired of it 'cause i do it so much!!!!!!
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