The Pregnancy Chronicles... But I Thought Things Would Be the Same
January 5, 2012
OK. So now that the hustle and bustle of the holidays is finally over, I finally have time to introduce myself. I’m Andriena Baldwin-Thomas and I currently reside in Connecticut. I have been married for 2.5 years, and I have a son who turns 3 in March. Oh yea, one more thing–I’m expecting a baby girl to arrive in March as well!
It was quite the surprise for both me and hubby to find out that we were pregnant again, but we couldn’t turn back. This pregnancy started much like the first. My car windshield cracked, I took a test that came back negative, then another that came back positive and voila! I’m pregnant with baby #2!
But that’s pretty much where the similarities end. I’ve always heard women say, “No two pregnancies are ever the same,” but I didn’t listen. I should have.
I was naively expecting this pregnancy to be a piece of cake since my body had already gone through the whole process. Auto-pilot, here I come. However, thus far, this pregnancy has been completely different.
With my son, I had terrible morning sickness. From week 6 until the end of my second trimester, the sights, smells and even sometimes the thoughts of food made my belly turn. I tried the nausea pops, candied ginger, ginger ale, ginger tea, salty foods, spicy foods, water and all other things the doc recommended to help me relive the sickness. Nothing worked. By the third trimester, my belly was strong enough to handle what me and the hubby nicknamed “3-year-old plates.” It was a tiny serving of whatever he had cooked and that was good enough for me.
I did, however, have some random cravings in between. Pickles with peppermints, cheap fruit pies (the kind you can find in a gas station) and there were random weeks when I wanted nothing but oranges and orange juice, or apples and apple juice. In the third trimester, I would also sit down with a Sam’s Club industrial-sized fruit tray and devour the entire thing in 1-2 sittings. I ended up losing approximately 20 pounds by the time I delivered my healthy 8-pound baby boy, which isn’t bad considering I was a little overweight to start.
Ohhhhh but this time around, totally different story. I had already gained back the weight I lost with my son and was starting a workout/diet plan. I was on my diet for almost 2 months when I noticed I was losing weight everywhere but my belly. That’s what bought the pregnancy test.
After visiting the doc–who confirmed I was indeed preg–he recommended I take Zofran to ease the nausea this time around. Although I am usually against meds while preggers, this was a definite for me this time. So I beat the nausea and morning sickness with the help of a tiny white pill. But I gained so much more.
Headaches, tingly legs, blurred vision caused by fast onsets of dehydration, horrible round-ligament pains, a crazy upper respiratory infection (that may last the duration of the pregnancy), and my new-found friend asthma is causing the shortness of breath to be that much worse, along with a cough and nasal congestion. Once I force myself out of the bed every morning, it’s a chore to stay awake. I’m six months along, I’ve put on about 10 pounds and my carpal tunnel has started to give me trouble for the first time in 3 years.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining. All things seem well with baby girl so far. However, the hubby and I have agreed that pregnancy is not for me so we will definitely take certain precautions as soon as March 24 (or whenever she decided to move out) comes.
I am counting down the days until I can meet her. Until then, I hope to keep you entertained with stories of my busy, not-so-perfect but wonderful life.
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