And Baby Makes Seven

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 Thursday, December 04, 2003

Storm Watch 2003

Nothing. Nada. Nil. We have absolutely nothing going on in our neck of the woods, and I am not sorry!  Of course, that's not stopping the hysterical news broadcasts of Storm Tracker 2003!  There are ice and snow to the north of us!  The moisture in our air is being "robbed" by storms to the east and west of us!  It may still rain!  After last year's hellish storms, you're going to have to do a lot worse than this.  And to make this clear, I am not challenging the weather gods. 

This week, I'm beginning to have what I hope are irrational fears of miscarriage.  Friday will put us at 9 weeks pregnant, give or take a week or two depending on if you're talking about weeks from conception or LMP.  My nausea has seriously decreased this week, and my appetite has significantly increased (which is why I'm calling my new fat jeans and not pregnancy jeans!).  I'm hoping those are all good signs, that I've moved out of the worst month for nausea and the baby is developing normally and not that those are bad signs that the baby is not developing any more. 

My What to Expect When You're Expecting book says that women often have irrational fears of miscarriage and that it's impossible to miss the signs when it happens.  However, I know of three women, at least, (there could be one more, I can't remember if her story included this) who were shocked when they went in for the 3 month check up to hear the fetal heart beat and there was none.  And my closest friend who went through this process said there was no sign beforehand.  There was no clue that anything was amiss.  So now I can worry about something new: nothing!  Should I worry about nothing or is there nothing to worry about!?  

I've started poking myself again to see if I'm still sore in the boobabage area.  And I am, but not as much.  I actually slept through the night on Monday and didn't have to get up to pee once.  I woke up Dave around 5:30 and said "Something may be wrong.  I didn't have to pee all night."  Of course, I only had one big glass of milk when I got home after work so I could have been a bit dehydrated, but you see where I'm going with this.  Things are getting a bit better, and I'm getting worried about it.  (Yes, I just heard all of you sigh:  That poor child.)

As an aside, I have found my new favorite way of drinking extra calcium.  Every night when I come home, I mix 1/3 to 1/2 cup of nonfat instant milk with a pint of nonfat real milk and make a super calcium shake.  It's like 3 cups of milk/calcium in 2.  And it's actually not that bad.  It has a Nestle Quick texture to it, although it's an all plain milk taste.  I also saw a suggestion to blend a banana in there with it to make a real shake.  I think that could be appealing. 

So I have to just go with this low level worry for two and a half more weeks.  We have doctors appointments the week of December 22.  I could call up my doctor, but really, what could I say?  I can eat more!  I'm not as nauseous.  Once, I didn't have to pee in the middle of the night!  Is that normal? 

OK.  Off to work.  I'm going to hang at home and work on another paper this morning.  To let all that bad weather out there clear up! 


8:12:52 AM