This past week marked a very sad milestone for our family. May 8th was my due date. I fully realize that if the pregnancy had continued on as normal, I'd still likely be pregnant, and not yet holding a baby in my arms. My babies tend to get quite comfy and only decide to join us after the 42 week mark. Nonetheless, it was my due date with my baby girl. I thought about taking the boys out and buying a pink balloon and filling it with helium and releasing it from Signal Hill. And then I thought about how long it would take that balloon to break down (thousands of years, probably) and that some fish or bird might swallow it and die and it didn't seem like such a nice idea after all. Instead I posted a picture of a pink balloon as my Facebook cover picture. I think a couple people may have gotten the point. My mom obviously didn't. I didn't feel like spelling it out for anyone.
In other (surprising) news, I have a new due date.
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We found out this week that we're expecting again. Our due date is January 16th. I've taken eleventy billlion pregnancy tests thus far, and it's pretty conclusive. We're hopeful, but given our 50/50 success rate thus far, we're trying not to get too excited.
As always, we're hoping for a very healthy, uneventful pregnancy. This one though is starting off a bit differently. I had my first prenatal appointment yesterday with one of the residents at my doctor's office. My blood pressure was elevated quite a bit. Having never had blood pressure issues before (with the exception of a very temporary incident of "pregnancy induced hypertension" around 38 weeks with Jesse), this is quite disconcerting. Several of my reading were 140s/90s. They had me lie down for a bit and then rechecked and it was still up. I have to go back next week for another re-check. I worked last night and went to bed when I came home. When I got up my head was splitting and my BP was 150/98. I called the health line and they assured me it wasn't bad enough to go to the ER, but to check in with my doctor this week (which I obviously plan to do).
So, I'm kind of freaked out. I feel like this pregnancy is already getting off to a rough start. And I'm really concerned about what this might mean for my planned home birth.
For the time being, I guess it's just a waiting game.
In other (surprising) news, I have a new due date.
We found out this week that we're expecting again. Our due date is January 16th. I've taken eleventy billlion pregnancy tests thus far, and it's pretty conclusive. We're hopeful, but given our 50/50 success rate thus far, we're trying not to get too excited.
As always, we're hoping for a very healthy, uneventful pregnancy. This one though is starting off a bit differently. I had my first prenatal appointment yesterday with one of the residents at my doctor's office. My blood pressure was elevated quite a bit. Having never had blood pressure issues before (with the exception of a very temporary incident of "pregnancy induced hypertension" around 38 weeks with Jesse), this is quite disconcerting. Several of my reading were 140s/90s. They had me lie down for a bit and then rechecked and it was still up. I have to go back next week for another re-check. I worked last night and went to bed when I came home. When I got up my head was splitting and my BP was 150/98. I called the health line and they assured me it wasn't bad enough to go to the ER, but to check in with my doctor this week (which I obviously plan to do).
So, I'm kind of freaked out. I feel like this pregnancy is already getting off to a rough start. And I'm really concerned about what this might mean for my planned home birth.
For the time being, I guess it's just a waiting game.
