So here's some few things about me. And then I'll move on to what you can expect from this blog.
I was born on January 17th, 1992, making me 20 at the publishing of this post. By the time baby is here, I'll be at least 6 months in to being 21.
I'm engaged to the man of my life, and we've been together for almost two years. Our two year will be in March, and our two years of living together will be in August. We own quite a few furbabies as well as some scalies :) I'm an artist by trade and an equestrian at heart. I'm also part of the furry community and have considered dabbling into creating fursuits and see how well I take to it (as a potential source of extra income).
Oh, and my name's Ary.
Anyway.
This is actually my third pregnancy.
In 2011, I found out I was pregnant. At the time, we were in no position to raise or care for a child, and we made the very hard and very emotional decision to terminate. I don't hide this fact, even though many feel I should be ashamed of it. Even though we didn't keep it, that was still our baby. I got my first angel baby on June 22nd, 2011. I was 8 weeks with that one.
In October 2012, I found out I was pregnant again! This time we had been sort of trying to get pregnant. We weren't doing any of the hardcore fertility observations. We just didn't use any type of protection and didn't stress about it every month. I kept track of my ovulation based on body signs (that were pretty consistent), and that was about the only thing I did. On October 24th, 2012, I miscarried that pregnancy just shy of 5 weeks.
But on November 22nd, 2012, I found out I was expecting once again! I didn't have a period between this pregnancy and my miscarriage. But so far, everything seems to be progressing along just fine. I've already hit my personal milestone of making it to 5 weeks (I'll be 6 weeks on Friday, based on a 30-day cycle), and I've even already started to puke every now and then! My symptoms with this pregnancy are not nearly as pronounced as they were with my first (where I was puking up everything I ate), but I know every pregnancy is unique and different.
So even though this is my third pregnancy, this will be our first child. I'll never forget my two angel babies, but as I am, three is my lucky number after all. So third time's a charm, right?
I was very nervous when I first found out on Thanksgiving. The test line was quite faint, there but faint. I was hesitant to count it as a positive, for fear of another miscarriage, so I tried not to get my hopes up. On the 24th, I tested again, and the line was definitely darker. I had one more test, so I held off until the 28th, give myself (and the baby) four days. If my hCG levels were progressing normally, then the test should be quite a bit darker. I both dreaded and excitedly waited for taking that final test.
And when I took it, boy did I get a very welcome and happy surprise. Not only was I still pregnant, I was (as my sister-in-law calls it) SUPER pregnant. I did the dip method (which I had done with the last two tests as well, so there couldn't be a chance of "maybe I didn't pee on it enough" type of thinking), and the test line (the YOU'RE PREGNANT line) popped up BEFORE the control line. And it was very much way darker than the other two.
This was a first for me, actually, seeing as with my first pregnancy, I was about as far along with that one as I was with this one when I tested, and the control line still came up first (though the test line was following very quickly behind it). So when I tell others that story, I get twin jokes. Which prompted me to ask my mom if twins ran in her family, and to my shock, they do, so eep! Can't wait to see if that first ultrasound shows one baby or two. There's most likely only one, but, hey, anything's possible, right? I'm honestly hoping for one baby, but if there's two, I'll love them both equally, no matter what.
The symptoms with this pregnancy so far are mostly some queasiness in the morning and a bit after I eat (depending on what I eat), heartburn, headaches, EXTREMELY sore breasts. I'm constantly tired and will randomly pass out during the day. I've also got those lovely bluish veins on my bewbs. I also get bizarre and vivid dreams at night. I'm also constipated, and I'll get intestinal cramping that initially freaked me out, but now I know what they are and can keep myself from panicking too badly. I'm also starting to pee waaaay more frequently.
My aerolas are starting to get darker, and my nipples are getting darker as well as redder, which is funny and fascinating to me. If I'm not queasy or getting heartburn, I feel like I'm ravenously hungry. All. The. Time.
My breasts are also starting to get larger. I'm currently in a D, which was actually a touch large for me pre-pregnancy, and now it's starting to become a tight fit.
I do get worried every now and then about this pregnancy, since my symptoms aren't as extravagant as they were with my first pregnancy. I worry that I'm going to wake up one day and find blood on the toilet paper (again, like my last pregnancy we just lost), or that when I go and get my first ultrasound, the baby's heart won't be beating, and I'll discover I have yet another dead baby. But I just tell myself that everyday I'm pregnant is a good day, and that everyday I'm pregnant means baby is growing and getting stronger each day.
I know my chances of a subsequent miscarriage are quite low, and this is what I hold onto when I start freaking out. I look at the 80% chance I have of carrying to term, versus the 20% chance I have of miscarrying. And it helps keep me optimistic. I also tell myself miscarriages are quite common, and for the most part are one-time occurrences. I have nothing in my medical history that points to the likelihood of another miscarriage, and that the one I had just happened because such is life. And that I'm most likely in the majority of those who go on to have a healthy baby after a miscarriage. These are all the things I look at and tell myself when I start to have moments of panic. And it actually works (for the most part, LOL). I'm past what I, personally, consider the highest risk. Those first 3-4 weeks where you can miscarry and not even know it. I know until I hit my second trimester, I'm still at risk, but I personally consider those first 3-4 weeks the highest risk period.
I do know when it comes to my morning sickness in regards to vomiting, that I'm only barely getting to 6 weeks, and that most women don't get it until they're 6-8 weeks in. There is still a chance I may start upchucking everything I eat. Little secret about me: I can't involuntarily vomit. I have to make myself, which may be a leading factor in why I haven't really puked (though with my first, even though I couldn't just puke whenever and had to force myself to, my stomach was rolling in such a way, I felt that was my only option to get it to stop). It sucks when my stomach is rolling and I just want to upchuck. I've gotten pukey feeling the past couple of days, but haven't quite hit that threshold where I feel my only option is to puke. Well, that's a lie, I've thrown up a couple of times, and the only reason I haven't done it more is because I'll be at a really inconvenient area and just force myself to get over it.
Though when I took a shower tonight, I had to get out quickly, because the steam and heat of the water caused me to nearly upchuck, I got so nauseous!
Anyway, this has gotten quite long, but it is in regards to the first few weeks and an about me and my thought process, I guess!
We're expecting our little Rainbow Baby, our Little Monkey in August of 2013. My first prenatal appointment is on the 14th of December. Next week, eek! Both excited and scared!
As for things you'll see on this blog. Pictures of course. Probably some videos here and there. I've told my fiance I'd LOVE to make videos of just our daily life while I'm pregnant so that our kid can see what mom and dad were like before they were on the scene (and while they were in-utero).
I'll also be doing weekly belly shots, which I'll add after this. As it currently stands, it's just bloat and pudge (and my overindulgence of food because damnit I'm hungry all the time D8<). But I want to see when I start noticing that bloat and pudge turning into baby (and pudge, LOL). I want to see for myself when I start showing.
It starts with 4+ weeks (I couldn't remember which day of the 4 weeks I took the picture) and the second one is my most recent.
Sorry for this being so long! Hopefully, the next entries aren't as long as this one was. My first blog entries always tend to be a bit of a novel, but the rest should hopefully be shorter. This is a place to keep my memories of this pregnancy, to share with family and friends, and then once baby's here, it can become a place to keep memories of our child and just motherhood lessons I learn along the way.
Anyway.
Belly shots!
Night y'all! I'll try to keep this thing updated weekly. Until then, see ya next time!
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