This post is a tad bit overdue but considering that we are approaching the time of my pregnancy where we are about to find out whether I am carrying a little he or she, I thought that I’d update you on the trials and challenges of my first trimester, carrying my little lady bug.
As expected, I started with morning sickness quite early on and this time, I had no option to use medication, to help manage the nausea. With Axl, I used tablets called Asic right through my pregnancy, which has been on a nationwide shortage for the last 5 or so months. That being said, I tried just about everything from salty snacks, eating frequently, anti-acids and excluding certain food groups but nothing helped. Stopping my preggy-vites eased the nausea and by the thrid day, I had stopped throwing up. Through trial and error, we’ve found that I have some sort of intolerance to folic acid – I know right, that’s the stuff we’re all told that we need so much of. It makes sense though, as with both of my pregnancies, I only started throwing up after starting a prenatal vitamin but with Axl, we never put the two together because I soldiered on with the help of medication. My doctor decided that it would be far more beneficial to rather go without folic acid than to continue dehydrating my body.
SO, once that hiccup had passed, things kind of went back to normal. I noticed that my growing bump showed a lot sooner than it did with Axl, and after a good lunch I pretty much look like I am 9 months pregnant when I am actually only 4. My skin has cleared up, and my hair grows like weeds, much like my nails which are actually strong for a change! I also noticed that I am nowhere near to as tired as I was with Axl, but found that I was really and truly struggling to switch off at night.
My appetite has done a complete 180, and where I usually crave chocolate, chips, and fizzy drinks, with the baby I started wanting salads, yoghurt and fruit. Chocolate actually lasts in our house, for a change, and my need for caffeine first thing in the morning, is a thing of the past! The only weird thing that I REALLY want is sushi. I know, I know, it isn’t allowed, but my baby is like “FEEEEEED ME!” and I am fighting so hard to be the adult in this relationship.
At 11-weeks, I really started struggling with my emotions. With both pregnancies, it was almost a telltale sign that I was pregnant when I started getting angry for no reason. But as I approached the end of my first trimester, sadness kept plaguing me. I couldn’t help but feel somewhat disconnected from this pregnancy whereas with Axl, right from peeing on that stick, I felt this instant connection and bond. I know it seems weird, but with number 2 it wasn’t like that and it fills me with guilt to admit it. I have given it a lot of thought and I think that it has something to do with my doctor. With Axl, we did a lot of research to find an affordable doctor, and he just happened to be great too! However, we’d end up waiting about an hour or so before actually getting to see him. So with this kiddo, we decided we’d try a private doctor at a local Medi-Cross. My doctor’s nonchalant attitude started getting to me during the second appointment, but what really put me off was the fact that he never let me hear my baby’s heartbeat or take home any scans.
With Axl, my pregnancy was pretty problem free. I had low blood pressure and sugar right until about 37 weeks. At 38,5 weeks, they found that I had protein in my urine and my blood pressure indicated hypertension disorder, so I was admitted for an emergency induction due to my pregnancy becoming high-risk. That and family history, you’d think that my doctor would be monitoring my blood pressure, sugar, and protein but nope, I am yet to actually pee in a jar. I honestly received better (and the most incredible) service at my local government clinic than I did at private care. I can’t begin to stress the importance of being comfortable with your doctor!
During my first scan, we discovered that my right ovary has a cyst, which at the time was bigger than the baby. The doctor said that it would not be a risk and would most likely burst during labor. However, he neglected to mention just how painful it would become. Having a baby constantly growing and rubbing up against a cyst, is as excruciating as it sounds and I keep hoping that the friction will just cause it to burst, so that the pain won’t get worse as the pregnancy progresses.
It hasn’t been all that bad though, after pinpointing what was causing my anxiety and sadness (my shitty doctor), I have come up with a game plan that includes me going back to Axl’s doctor and the government clinic that monitored me throughout my first birth. My plan was always to give birth at the same government hospital as I cannot fault my first experience, with them, in the slightest. I have also scheduled a 4D scan for towards the end of 22 weeks, where family and friends will get to join us (in the comfort of a viewing room) and see our growing lady bug for the first time, on the big screen!
I have finally started doing some shopping and am now the proud owner of a pram, carseat and a few gender neutral babygrows. I am really excited that the baby will be born in winter, as Axl was born in summer and it was tough trying to keep him cool! The carseat and pram combo was a complete steal which I found on Gumtree, and I think I may include another post about my Gumtree tips and share some of my bargains. Now that I am finally looking at things to buy and slowly working towards the end goal, I feel like it is more real and am slowly finding that connectedness that I was longing for.
Axl continues to be all sorts of excited about the baby. He starts school soon and we’ll be tackling potty training too – I’ll update you on how that goes in my next Life Lately post. But for now, all is well. We have a growing, healthy baby who gives me little flutterby kicks every now and then, and a toddler who likes to kiss my jiggly bits and sing to the baby. My heart is very full even though I sometimes overstress but that’s inevitable, isn’t it?
I’d love to know, what do you think we’re having – a boy or a girl?