Friday I had my first ultrasound. And I am pleased to announce that we have one beautiful bean growing away. I made the tech look extra hard to be sure there wasn’t another lurking behind in the shadows and she assured me there was only one. My Doctor did say not to be surprised if another one showed up later on.
So, how do I feel about one. Good. Although I would have been happy with two, one means that I get to have my midwives again. And have another home birth. When you have twins you automatically become high-risk and thus not allowed to have a midwife or have them at home. This works out very well for me.
And having confirmation of my little bean meant I could take out the maternity pants without guilt. Thank goodness my older Sister gave me a whack load of Mat clothes that included not one but, two pairs of cool jeans, which is exactly what I needed. My belly has already grown enough that it is uncomfortable with my regular jeans. I can at least keep wearing my regular sweaters and shirts, just change up the pants for now. I am only switching a few weeks before I did for J so that’s not too bad.
As for my back, well it is getting better, just a lot slower than I had hoped. We will keep on keepin’ on and hopefully will resume some regularly scheduled fun in the near future.
Although I was feeling good for about two days, I have resumed my spot on the couch. Much to J’s despair. He is learning slowly that Mommy needs a rest after lunch and that if he brings toys to me at the couch I will play with them. Just not the Tonka trucks.
My biggest problem is the nausea. I just never know if it will ever get worse. My Sister gave me a pack of gum and told me it worked for her. So far so good, I can go out for a few minutes to the grocery store while chewing away. Although I used to chew gum years ago and all the time, I had stopped. I find it irritating now, but I will keep on chewing if it helps me feel better.
So as I rested earlier this afternoon, my doorbell rang. That in itself is rare and usually means my pesky neighbour needs a pair of pants sewn or to put something in my freezer. But instead there was nobody. My dogs were barking and I don’t like to open the door until I know the all is clear. I went in the living room and saw that the UPS truck was at the end of my driveway. So I opened the door and there was a package for me. Anxious that I was to get the package, I opened it up and I have been chosen to be a product tester for Glow magazine. I signed up back in the early fall and completely forgot about it. I have signed up to be product testers before through other magazines, but none of them ever sent me anything.
This time I got chosen to try a new anti-aging product. And on one hand I wanted to cry but, on the other hand I was looking at the wrinkles around my eyes this morning trying to remember what it is that my older Sister uses to make hers look less noticable. The one thing that makes me feel badly about not having kids in my twenties is that I feel that I look older than I should. I know being a Mom helps keep you young, but I want to keep looking young too.
I won’t disclose the brand name yet as I haven’t tried it and would like to be able to give an opinion about it when I do. Stay tuned, hopefully this will be the first of many trials.
This has been my view pretty much since last Wednesday. And before you read on, know in your heart that I am not complaining.
Nausea kicked in for me last Wednesday. I seriously think that Nancy and Silver Creek Mom wished it on me so much that it came to pass. I had minimal nausea for J when pregnant with him, nothing a bagel or crackers couldn’t fix in a minute. Well, not this time. It started with a trip to Costco just a little too close to lunch time. I thought my Chai Lattée would hold me, but such was not the case. And because the sample ladies were just getting started nothing but the coffee was ready to sample. J and I bolted home and scarfed down lots of food in hopes of staving off the nausea.
Thursday came around and it was still there, then there was Friday! I thought I was going to die, it was very similar to when I had the Norwalk virus when pregnant with J except that I did not have to make any trips to the bathroom.
Saturday saw me doing much better. I pulled out my Seabands and I picked up a couple of home remedies, gingerale and mint candies. Then my girlfriend supplied me with candied ginger (this stuff rocks). I was feeling even better by Sunday.
One of the worst parts about feeling crappy is that J had to amuse himself. This is ok for a day or maybe two, but by Friday he was not so happy so my Sister came and kept us company for the afternoon. And with Hubby home on the weekend, I was able to drift in and out of sleep on the couch that I did not leave for two whole days. Ok, I pulled myself together to go to the store and my girlfriends house, but it was hard. It took a lot of convincing myself that I was not going to be sick.
Today, my Sister came again to stave off the boredom for J and brought me her favorite gum that she used to keep the sickies at bay. And hey it works pretty well. I will say that today is my best day so far. Either I am getting used to it or it is balancing off. I did know that it might be worse this time as my hcg levels were so high, and that is what can cause the nausea to begin with.
Anyhow, here’s hoping that the sickies stay at bay and that I don’t have to continue with the same view for the next five or six weeks. I may have to change to the other living room, just to see something different.
