I'm actually posting. Wow. I haven't had the time or energy lately to even attempt a post. Ok, that's not entirely true. I did start a few but stopped because they were whiny and depressing. Which I'm not promising this won't be. I'm so ready for February to end. I need a new month. A fresh start. Warmer weather.
I've had a rough 2 weeks. 2 trips to the ER with abdominal pain. No, not, round ligament pain. It was really high and quite intense. Yesterday I went because it had gotten so bad since Sunday that I was crying and I have a pretty high pain tolerance. Plus, I hadn't felt the baby move in 24 hours. Which, at 18 weeks, still isn't very regular, but I still wanted to be absolutely sure everything was ok.
So, yesterday morning we took Abby to MDO and headed straight to the hospital. Mike took me up to OB and got me settled but had a pretty big job interview that I insisted he go to, so I was on my own. I love the hospital we chose to use.We used it with Abby and everyone there is so great. It's a women's center, so there's no waiting around in a germy ER, they get you to a room ASAP. So, the nurse gets me settled, goes through all the questions, etc. Now it's time to check Baby's heartbeat. I was so anxious to KNOW the baby was alright. I never experienced this type of pain with Abby. So, here goes...5 minutes-nothing. 10 minutes... nothing. 12 minutes, people! TWELVE minutes to find a heart beat. I was about to have a nervous breakdown. I've never had it take anywhere near that long. And it's not like this nurse wasn't used to it... she's an OB nurse... she does it all day. I kept glancing at her and she'd reassure me but had a worried expression on her face. And I was alone. Never again, will I go alone. I'm still not over it, I don't think.
Everything's ok though. The Dr said it was muscle strain from vacuuming Saturday. Yay. I can't even vacuum now. Actually, for a week I'm not supposed to do ANYTHING. Easier said than done. Especially with a 2 year old who, I swear, has a red bull stash somewhere. It's ok though. I just pray we have no more scares. They'll have to commit me.
In other news, Please pray that a job comes our way soon. He has 2 very good looking leads that we pray pan out. I'm so grateful for Scentsy and the little that we had been saving... it has saved us. I'm just so ready for stability again. I think the stress from that is affecting me more than I care to admit. I have faith that we'll be ok, I just really need something to open up soon. I don't want to spend the entire pregnancy scrimping and scraping. I need to start stocking up and getting ready! I'm so jealous when other mom's to be (there are 9 of us in my ward due between May 22 and the end of July!) post on FB about how the nursery is coming, etc. I know, it's petty, but I want to be able to be excited and joyful too!
Oh, did I mention, that we are having a BOY?! Yup! Cravings told the story I guess. LOL I'm scared out of my mind! I grew up with my Mom and sister. No males around til I got married! I don't have a clue how to raise a boy! And don't get me started on circumcision fears. Wow. Girls are so much easier!