Time for a pregnancy update! Very wordy post below ! Here are all the nitty gritty details about this pregnancy so far!
As a form of birth control I was using the Mirena IUD, which I had implanted about 8 weeks after giving birth to Ella. I had this device removed on August 19th, and was told it would probably take my body a few cycles to regulate and not to expect to get pregnant right away. I began to spot right away, but never really got what I would consider a full period.
We started to try without really trying. With my doctor telling me that it could take a few cycles, I felt no need to start to track my temperature or pull out the ovulation test strips. We became pregnant with Ella so easily that I figured it would just happen again. I was really flying blind. I had no true cycle start date to go by and the IUD had been implanted for nearly two years, so I had no idea of a possible ovulation point in my cycle. I had no real idea of when a test could possibly be positive.
We continued to live our lives, and even had an amazing long weekend in Rehobeth Beach for the wedding of a very dear friend the weekend of September 20th. Having no idea when a test could be positive and knowing that this wedding with college friends would have the beer and wine flowing, I decided to bring three different tests. One to take the morning we got there, one before the rehearsal dinner, and one before the wedding itself. All three were negative, I had the time of my life , and I figured we just didn’t get pregnant this cycle and it would work out before the end of the year.
On the morning of September 30th I woke up at 2AM and literally SPRINTED to the bathroom. Barely making it before getting sick. I was sick and dry heaving for the next 3 hours . It suddenly dawned on me about an hour into this horrid affair, “Wait. I must be pregnant.” So I got dressed, went to work, and taught what will go down in history as the worst yoga class EVER. After class I high tailed it to the CVS around the corner, bought two EPT’s and walked as fast as I could back to my yoga studio.
Less than 5 minutes later I was greeted with a thick , dark second line. I was genuinely shocked. When I took my first test with Ella I had to squint to see the very vague second line. But here it was, glaring back at me, irrefutable evidence that I was pregnant. I. WAS. SHOCKED.
I immediately called Stephen, who did not answer. On Tuesdays and Thursdays at that time I was out of the house by 5:15AM and he was in charge of the morning. Getting himself ready for work and Ella ready for her 7:30 pick up from Grandma. So to say he is busy on those mornings is really an understatement. Eventually he called me back, I told him the wonderful news, and he could not have been more thrilled. We were going to be PARENTS again! To a new BABY! Truly amazing.
At that point I was 5 weeks along, and showing a due date (according to Baby Center) of June 6th. I immediately was having symptoms that I simply did not experience with Ella. Immediate weight gain and bloating, and EXTREME nausea to go along with it. I expected to show sooner than I had with Ella since this was my second baby, but the constant all day nausea was a total and complete shock.
I ended up being incredibly sick through the entire first trimester. I vomited at least 10-15 times a day, I ended up losing weight, I cried from pure exhaustion everyday. I could not believe how different this pregnancy was than the one I experienced with Ella.
I ended up getting a prescription for Zofran and this was a total game changer. If I ate something before lifting my head off the pillow in the morning, took a magic little pill, and then drank a bunch of water ALL before getting out of bed in the morning then I could usually manage. I had to eat something bland every two hours or else the nausea would come back and once that happened it was like I entered a dark hole of vomit and dizziness and nausea that I could not escape. I lived on Eggo waffles and was truly surviving hour to hour.
Somewhere around the 11 or 12 week mark the dark cloud lifted and I was able to function again. My energy came back, my appetite returned, and I started to feel like myself again.
My last day of truly terrible sickness was the day before Thanksgiving when I was visiting my family in Pennsylvania. Luckily it ended by Turkey Day, and I was able to celebrate with friends and family.
Once my energy returned the weeks really started to fly by. I am running again, going to regular prenatal yoga classes, and trying to embrace this time in pregnancy where I am not yet uncomfortable but I still have a glorious belly to rub.
Running has been wonderful. I am even trying to sneak in walks on my off days. Finding my old “The O.C.” DVDs has made the treadmill that much more bearable. Does anyone else remember that show from high school?! One of my all time favorites.
So far I have gained 8 lbs, which is less than half of what I gained at this point with Ella. I am trying my hardest to not gain 50 pounds this time around. Last time that made everything harder. It took over a year to lose the baby weight, and it took me a long and sad time to get back into running shape. I have lived and I have learned, and this time I plan on doing things differently!
So here I sit, 18 weeks and counting. I cannot believe how fast this pregnancy is flying by. I am trying to enjoy this lovely second trimester feeling for as long as possible!