I haven’t really had a chance to update lately, so this is a post for 18 – 20 weeks pregnant. Can you believe it? I’m officially halfway done!! WOOHOO!
We spent the last couple of weeks up in Pennsylvania visiting my folks and enjoying time as a family. Happily, our first week there, Mark and I were able to sneak a night away to a hotel in New York. We had dinner, gambled in the casino and spent some time just cuddling and having some much-needed ALONE time. The 18 week photo was taken the morning after, and you can see how happy I am.
The hard part of 18 weeks was that I managed to become severely constipated. I ended up with really bad pain in my tummy and (TMI ALERT!) some severe hemorrhoids. The glamor of the pregnant lady, eh? It took several days and a lot of Preparation H, as well as daily doses of stool softener and a LOT of water to get me going again. Thankfully, I didn’t have to see a doctor, though at one point, I seriously considered going in, as the pain and discomfort was that bad.
I also managed to get sick again. Having JUST got over my last bout of bronchitis, the day we flew up to PA, the recycled airplane air triggered something, and I wound up getting it AGAIN. This time, it was about ten times worse. I couldn’t breathe, I couldn’t eat, I couldn’t do anything. I ended up at Urgent Care in New York (there were no urgent cares anywhere in our area of PA), where the doc put me on azithromycin and an albuterol inhaler. Along with doses of Robitussin every 4 hours, it took me a long time to recuperate. Basically, our whole two week vacation was dampened by my illness. Ah well.
At 19 weeks, we were still in PA, so I had my mom take a quick pic of me in her kitchen. It seems like I’m ALWAYS in her house at the midway point of my pregnancy, so it’s tradition now. You can kind of see in the photo how under the weather I was. But you win some, you lose some, eh? The important thing is that this baby was doing well.
All the little kicks and prods and movements I’ve been feeling over the last several weeks really intensified at 19 weeks. I started feeling like I was being tickled from inside.
I’ve also been having a TON of Braxton Hicks contractions (not fun!) and some really uncomfortable round ligament pain. All part and parcel of my pregnancies it seems. I trust my body to do what it’s supposed to.
And now we’re back in Florida (for a few more weeks, anyway!) and I’m almost over the bronchitis. Baby is doing okay. We had an appointment at my regular OB yesterday, and she used the doppler so I could hear his little heart beat. It was in the 140s, so that was nice and reassuring. Tomorrow is the big day, though. We head to the high risk OB for our 20 week scan.
In my last pregnancy, our 20 week scan ended up scaring the crap out of us when we found out the baby had a hole in his heart and some soft markers for Down syndrome. We had to endure a fetal echocardiogram (twice!) and several months of terror before he arrived perfectly fine. So this time around, I’m more pragmatic about what they might find and know not to let it get to me. But there’s still an element of nervousness at what they might find.
I just keep focusing on getting to see his little angel face on the screen. I always enjoy these little glimpses into the future. Of course, my mom keeps saying she hopes that they made a mistake and it’ll actually be a girl. I know better than that, though, and to be perfectly honest, despite my massive unexpected gender disappointment, I think I would be devastated if I found out it was a girl now. I’ve totally accepted my little boy, and I am so looking forward to having three of them.