So, I'm new here. Never really blogged, but I guess there was not much reason for me to. My life prior to pregnancy revolved mostly around me - nothing blog worthy... eh, sue me! I don't plan on my making every little thing grammatically correct or proper like your Comp 1 class in college.... I want more of a conversation feel to this. So, here we go...
I'm a 29 year woman, married a little over a year to what I equate to the best husband alive. 2 months after we were married I found out I was pregnant and 2 months after that I had a miscarriage. Low progesterone they say. 3 months after that and after seeing a reproductive endocrinologist, I got that oh so faint positive on a home pregnancy test. The secret excitement I had with that was extinguished so quickly the next day to find out it was a chemical pregnancy. I was devastated. 2 miscarraiges in less than a year?!? What was wrong with me. I had been a somewhat healthy person (aside from smoking), I was not overweight, I had been to the "girly-bits" doctor routinely since I was 18... everything was supposed to be normal. I got the sympathy nods from people and the annoying comment, "It's God's plan..." Don't get me wrong, I am a God-fearing & God-loving devout Catholic... God has reasons for everything & I'm a firm believer, but losing a baby and then having someone who has NEVER gone through a miscarraige tell you "It's God's plan..." or "It's not the right time..." or anything that is equivalent to that naiveness made me want to take a sledgehammer to their mandible. Angry much? Yes, I was! I couldn't understand why I was going through something like that.
Skip down 3 months of grieving, ANGER, isolation and all that other bad stuff. I finally came to a point where I was going to leave it up to God, like I should have in the beginning. I mean, I never planned to be pregnant the first time around, but I never wanted anything more after losing our first baby. So, I met with my Reproductive Endocrinologist ONE last time and had already decided in my head that if whatever this Dr's plan of action was I would do it, but if it didn't work, I'd be done "trying." Long story short, by the grace of God, my husband and I "babydanced" on my birthday weekend and became pregnant with the little ninja dude that's growing inside of me as we speak.
Our baby, let's call him (yes, it's a BOY): BB or bb, whatevs, is gestationally 26 weeks & 3 days and is due mid to late January 2011. He's very active, just like his Dad who LIVES at the gym. You would think that since I'm so far into this pregnancy that everything came off without a hitch.... WRONG! Let's add bleeding, placenta previa, total of 5 weeks of bedrest and recently GESTATIONAL DIABETES to the list. Miraculously, everytime there was something wrong with me, Momma, BB was completely fine, swimming around just showing everyone, "Hey! I'm good!" And he is good... as I type this he forcefully kicks my arm and wriggles around reminding me it's almost lunch time.
Recap:
-29 yr old femal
-married
-miscarriage due to low progesterone
-consulted with Reproductive endocrinologist (if you need one, & you're in the Houston area.... message me, mine's amazing)
-became pregnant on "last try"
-currently carrying a 26w3d Ninja due in January 2011
-complications....or what I like to call "setbacks": 16 weeks, bleeding & diagnosed with complete placenta previa. Bedrest for 3 weeks. 25 weeks, bleeding due to low-lying placenta. Bedrest for 2 weeks. 26 weeks, diagnosed with gestational diabetes.... hopefully all the "setbacks" stop here!