So, it’s like this. You see, there’s this place where all the storks live and on special days… No, no. Let me start over. So when a bird meets a bee… No, that’s not right either. Let me try again. When a mommy and a daddy love each other very much…
Have you figured it out yet? Juan and I found out on Monday that I’m pregnant!
All I can say is, “It’s a darn good thing I’ve been working so hard to get things done!”
I’m currently vacillating back and forth between, “YAAAAY!” and, “OHCRAPOHCRAPOHCRAP!”
I am in my 4th week, with the 5th starting tomorrow. For those who aren’t familiar with how they figure it, they count Week 1, Day 1 as being the first day of your last period. That’d be Christmas Eve. Now you know way more about me than you thought you would! Or not. Isn’t the point of blogging to over-share just a little? Just work with me here.
I know folks traditionally wait a while before telling everyone, but part of this plan in seeking support is to tell everyone straight away. If we wait until 12 weeks to tell people about it, that will leave me suffering alone for way too long. People can’t support us if they don’t know what’s going on. We’re taking a risk. I have a history of ectopic pregnancy, so right now, we’re kind of in a holding pattern to make sure things are all in the right place. I’ll have an ultrasound either next Thursday to make sure it’s not implanted in my spleen or anything freaky like that, and then we’ll have another one the next week to see the heartbeat to make sure all is well on that end. Following that, my doctor will be seeing me every week to make sure I’m staying on track and not getting sicker. I love how incredibly proactive she it.
We’ve already told our families. Their reactions ranged from excited to worried, but mostly really excited. My mom, apparently, had a premonition and woke my dad up at 4 AM Wednesday morning to tell him. I couldn’t get her on the phone Tuesday night, so I wasn’t able to tell her until Wednesday late morning. She’s pretty worried, so we talked a little bit about what an awesome doctor I have. We’re just trying our best to stay positive. Realistic, but positive.
Today, I’m going to talk to the folks at work. I’m lucky enough to have as my mentor the head of our HR team, so she is uniquely suited to coach me through this. I’m going to meet with her at 1 PM for a coaching session, and then I go into my weekly 1-on-1 with my manager at 2 PM. Talk about timing.
Ask me if I’m nervous.
Juan and I talked a lot about it, though, and they need to know upfront what’s going on. He really encouraged me to tell them this week and not wait around even a little bit. When the proverbial midden heap hits the windmill, they need to know what to expect from a work standpoint. Last time, I tried and failed to tough things out until we were “ready” to tell people at 12 weeks. This put a strain not only on my relationship with my bosses, but on the relationships with my co-workers. They were being asked to pick up my slack and they had no idea why. We’re trying to avoid that situation here. Again, it’s a case of folks not being able to support me if they don’t know I need the help.
And I think it’s a good thing we’re being proactive. I already don’t feel… quite… right. I can’t describe it exactly. The past couple of days, I haven’t been nauseated, just feeling off. This morning, I woke up, felt okay, got in the shower, and then definitely felt nauseated. I’m thinking it will be a week, 2 weeks tops, before all hell breaks loose.
The ptyalism is kicking in already. That’s new. I didn’t have that last time around. Breakfast on Tuesday morning felt like sand in my mouth. It was awful and I really had to force it down. I switched to eggs on Wednesday, and that seemed to be much easier to eat.
So what am I doing at this point to fight off the HG monster? My immediate reaction, as per my protocol, was to change my vitamin routine.
Here’s what I was on before:
- Morning: 1 New Chapter Every Woman’s One Daily multivitamin, 2 MG folic acid, 50 mg B6
- Night: 2 MG folic acid, 50 mg B6
Here’s what I’ve switched to:
- Morning: 1 New Chapter Every Woman’s One Daily multivitamin, 1 mg folic acid, 20 mg Pepcid, 25 mg B6, 6.25 mg Unisom (or .25 of a tablet), 550 mg ginger
- Noon: 25 mg B6, 6.25 mg Unisom (or .25 of a tablet), 550 mg ginger
- End of work day: 25 mg B6, 6.25 mg Unisom (or .25 of a tablet)
- Night: 1 mg folic acid, 20 mg Pepcid, 50 mg B6, 12.5 mg Unisom (or .5 of a tablet), 550 mg ginger, 1 Colace tablet
I spoke to my doctor on Tuesday and she said that “off” feeling is a sign that I need to increase my attack. At this point, I can increase the Unisom slightly (something I don’t want to do because of the sleepy side effects), add in the PrimaBella wrist band, and/or start taking the Zofran. This morning, I started using the PrimaBella wristband. So far, so good. I’ve also brought extra ginger tablets with me, and an extra Unisom/B6 dose. I’m still sticking with .25 of a tablet, but I’m taking them a little more often, about every 3 hours.
Tomorrow, I’m thinking I might bust out the Zofran. Or today. I’m not sure if I’m dealing with a serious case of denial about all of this.
So that’s it! I will likely post earlier than Sunday to update you guys on how the work conversation went.
Now we’re just waiting!