Oh My!

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I was going to wait to post until I had the full results from my 3 hour glucose test, but I'm not sure when that will be. 

First, the u/s went well on Thursday.  Our little girl is still a girl :)   Everything looks good internally, the placenta and my cervix are still great.  All looked good.

She's certainly a big baby, though!  I was 27.5 weeks at the u/s.  Every inch of her (bones, head, organs, etc) was measuring just over 30 weeks.  She's also almost 3 1/2 pounds already!!  I talked to the MFM doc who said that all looked great and that no, this doesn't necessarily mean I have GD.  I'll talk about more specifics with my OB next week.

Off to the glucose test...

Fasting was difficult.   The first part of the test is that they draw your blood, after fasting, right away (and after eating a half decent amount of carbs in the days leading up to the test).  I passed that (which made me feel better).  Then the sugary stuff and more blood.  That's the part I'm waiting for.  I was all set with my iPod and No.ok, but DH sat with me and waited.  This was all ok until about the last half and hour.  I was so damn hungry and he was trying to talk to me.  It was the day that all that horrible weather made its way through the NE after ripping through the south.  Anyway, I looked at him and said..."Honey, I love you.  But please, please just shut up.  I really need you to just stop talking."  

Tomorrow, I'm Going to Hurt Someone's Feelings

We have our u/s tomorrow morning to check on our little girl since I'm measuring a bit ahead.  I'm trying not to worry about it and am looking forward to the chance to see our baby again.  Then, I have my glucose testing.  I'm all set with a new book and my iPod (hey, hey...I'm trying to be positive)

The waiting room for the MFM doctor at the hospital shares a waiting room with my old RE's office.  My appointment is at 8am, which is when the waiting room will be packed with the first come, first served patients for my RE before they officially open at 9.

I remember being in that waiting room, countless times.  To see if my baby was still growing, to confirm miscarriages, to wait for the administration of the cytotec when the miscarriages were confirmed.  There are hopeful couples in that waiting room, too.  For follie checks and other ART procedures.

And there I will sit with my 7 months pregnant belly.

I'm sorry.  I'm sorry for those couples who will be in that waiting room and will be hurt by seeing me. 

Bumps? and a Reveal

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I wanted to update a bit about what's going on with me.  Hopefully someone out there can shed some insight, too.

• I'm 27 1/2 weeks.  
• I had my first "scare" and visit to L&D.  Ok, scare is being used loosely here.  You're supposed to call about a decrease in fetal movement.  So, I did.  Go to L&D now, the nurse says.  Thankfully, baby is just fine. 
• We/I continue to measure "big".  This is odd to me, especially since I'm right on target (or a little on the low side) for weight gain.   Because of this, I have to have an u/s on Thursday morning to make sure all is ok.
• I miserably and horribly failed my 1hr glucose test.  I can't help but hope it's because I had lunch shortly before.  Anyway, three hour version is this Thursday.
• My thyroid is being a little wonky.  A month ago, it was fine.  I continued the same med dose.  Yesterday, my TSH is now on the hyperthyroidism side (although mild) yet me T4 is fine.  Doc wants my dose to stay the same because he says T4 is the most important for baby.  Anyone have this?
• I've been officially moved to the intermediate risk "clinic" and I have to say, seeing the same two docs every two weeks is way better than a crapshoot of who I'll see every four.

I am just hoping that these are regular ol' things that aren't that big of a deal.  I liked it so much better when there wasn't anything like this going on.

Whatever it takes for Alaina Grace to be ok.  For those who asked, that's what we've decided to name her.  We couldn't decide between one name and Alaina, so I decided for us and ordered the letters for above her crib.  After all, the one giving birth gets the final say, right?  :)

Do You Get Lost in Labels?

Generally speaking, I don't enjoy getting together with a group of women.  There's a coaches' dinner coming up (my husband coaches wrestling), where the wives and husbands get together for dinner.  It was just awful last year.  The men were talking about all kinds of cool things...sports, beer, etc.

The women?  They were talking about how best to clean their homes, how to get stains our of clothing and their kids.

I've never been in a relationship like the one my husband and I have before.  I now live in his hometown (I relocated here before I even knew him for a teaching job) and am about an hour and a half from home.  I truly hope that, although my husband and I love to do pretty much everything together that I haven't lost my identity as "Kelly" and have let the label of "Mr SC's wife" take over. 

Most of the women in my life have lost themselves...to the identity of wife and mother.  It's almost as if they no longer exist as individuals.

I would like to think that I'm still Kelly first and Mr SC's wife and the role of teacher both take turns being second.  That's not to say that I put my marriage after my job but I truly feel as though being a teacher is an all-consuming profession. 

I wonder how men would identify themselves.  Or, do they even think about things like this at all?  :)

What are your labels?

Taking a Step Forward

This post is a bunch of things...updates and ICLW to sum things up a bit.

It's been a long, long time since I've participated in ICLW.  Welcome and thanks for stopping by if you're here!  I had decided to sign up once or twice but was so afraid of the three descriptor words. 

So, today I took the plunge.  I officially typed, "pregnant after RPL".

To make a long story short, Mr SC (hubs) and I have been TTC since 7/08.  We never really had difficulty getting pregnant, it was the staying pregnant that was our problem.  No one was really able to shed any answers, either.  So, we decided back in October we were on an indefinite break and were most likely going to live child free. We were supposed to start trying again that month after our fourth miscarriage back in May of 2010.   A week later, we found out I was pregnant.

Diving up the 40 weeks of pregnancy by threes, I'll be into the 3T this weekend.  Absolutely, positively crazy.  I still, still cannot believe it.

I'm doing fairly well.  I have an OB appointment this Monday to make sure that I'm still not measuring ahead.  If I am, I'll have another u/s just to double check that everything is ok. 

The coolest thing started happening a few days ago.  We can now see our little girl kick.  It's so strange to just be sitting in a chair and watch your stomach move!  I love every moment of it.

Now that we've picked a name I can use it instead of "baby girl" all the time.  The nursery is coming together slowly. 

Knock on wood that all continues to go well.

Spread the Word and Take Action!

Ok...I know we've seen and heard about this.  PLEASE, everyone...sign the petition.  Write an email.  SOMETHING.  ANYTHING.

Some of the responses are disgusting.  Read here and here (and be sure to click on "read more"...it gets worse!").  If you don't want to write a letter/email, please consider signing the petition here.

The Dreaded April...

I love spring. I love the buds on the trees and watching in amazement as the flowers I planted several years ago still bloom (I'm still relatively new to this gardening thing).

But... this marks the third April that I've been pregnant. The last two Aprils, my babies were already dead or dying inside me and I didn't know it. I hit the huge 24 week milestone tomorrow and I can't help but be more terrified than ever.

For Mother's Day two years ago, DH bought me lilies. I remember so vividly thinking how the next year's Mother's Day would be the best ever because I'd have a baby in my arms. Instead, I was recovering for my 4th missed miscarriage and the cytotec I took a week before.

 I'm not a religious person by any means, but for the last several months, I've found myself thanking God every morning for getting us through the night and thanking him again every night for getting us through the day.

Please God, let us get through April.