Monday, June 20, 2011

12 weeks

Today I am officially 12 weeks pregnant, and I could not be happier to be exactly one week away from exiting the first trimester. We are still not out of the woods yet, and I realize I won't technically be out of the woods until I have a healthy baby with ten fingers and ten toes and healthy lungs in my arms hopefully around early January. But still, approaching the end of the first trimester is an increasingly welcome relief, if nothing else than the fact that I can finish my progesterone suppositories this week (yes, you heard that right, more on that later!).

Today I marked a milestone: I made my first pregnancy purchase. At Target I bought a BeBand, which is a $17 version of a much more expensive BellyBand. If you're unfamiliar with this product, it's a tight piece of stretchy fabric you wear around your waist that's designed to extend the life of your pants (and I guess it claims to work on skirts as well, though that seems more complicated). When you're more pregnant you can wear the band unfolded, and you can also wear it postpartum when you're in that weird not-pregnant-but-still-have-a-big-uterus stage, but for now I would need it folded in half over my unbuttoned jeans. Right now I can get away with wearing my favorite pair of jeans without a BeBand, but I have to say even those low-rise jeans are more comfortable with the BeBand, so I might be sporting that pretty soon after all.

My belly is definitely starting to make an appearance. Here's a quick timeline since I had my husband start taking pictures of me at week 9 (notice that week 9 is more or less what I look like normally, minus the smallest of small extra bits of flab right at my waistline):

Week 9 -- Baby is the size of an olive!
Week 10 -- a weird little pocket of flesh emerges right below my waist. Baby is the size of a prune!
Week 11 -- My belly is more rounded. Baby is the size of a lime!
Week 12 -- My stomach is most assuredly sticking out. Baby is the size of a plumb, or about 3 inches crown to rump.

I am still hiding my pregnancy at work, so these bump-worthy looks are reserved for home, dog walks and the like right now, so I am thrilled to start having something to show for this pregnancy because the first trimester otherwise feels unreal.

We will plan to start telling people outside the immediate inner circle (my closest girlfriends and our parents and siblings already know) by early July. At that point I will be at least 14 weeks pregnant, and we will hopefully by that point have back positive results from the NT scan we'll be having to test for Down Syndrome. It's a non-invasive sonogram and blood test that I'm having done this upcoming Wednesday, and I'm excited for another chance to see the baby. Then I'll deal with telling people at work, who may have to shift around a few things to accommodate my maternity leave, but oh well.

My friend who gave birth recently sent me a sweet gift of a pregnancy planner the other day. Not only was it a thoughtful gesture, but she included a wonderful card that says the following on the front: "She had never considered herself exactly perfect until right now." "She glowed pleasantly with strength and happiness." Exactly.

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Preggers!

Somehow I have kept myself from posting this for almost six weeks, but I am obviously beyond elated to report that I am nine and a half weeks pregnant!

I have resisted the urge to celebrate too hard at this point, but some of my nerves were eased nearly two weeks ago when we got to see the heartbeat. The scary thought of miscarriage is still something I think about every day (though thankfully I am thinking about it less and less and generally keeping myself calm and occupied). But, the good news is that once you hear a heartbeat, the chance of miscarriage drops from 20-30 percent down to approximately 5 percent. It goes even further down after the 10th or 11th week, so I am just crossing my fingers that little Matt Jr. stays in place for the time being and emerges from the womb around his January 2, 2012 due date!


I want to share all kinds of details related to discovering I was pregnant to how I'm feeling to changing doctors and everything else, but for now I thought I would compile my list of what worked for me into one spot. Of course, I can never be sure that any single thing or even combination of things led to my BFP (big fat positive, for those uninitiated in the world of POAS [peeing on a stick = pregnancy test]). Still, I know that my cycles decreased in length every month, and I went from the extremely long cycle to the cycle where I ovulated on CD35 in about four months, and that was the cycle that did the trick.

Here's what I did in a nutshell:
  • Fertility Friend daily charting -- I charted not only my basal body temperature before I got out of bed each morning, but I also tracked my cervical fluid (TMI, I know, but necessary if you're serious about TTC) and cervical position as I assumed I was getting closer to ovulating. I would even wake up at virtually the same time on the weekends as during the weekdays. I think my body was so stressed about conceiving that I had an internal clock that would jolt me awake at the same ridiculously early time of 5:15 Monday through Sunday. (Now that I am pregnant I am not temping nor am I waking up early on the weekends, thank God.)
  • Daily exercise -- at least 30 minutes of aerobics, sometimes more, plus strength training 2-3 times per week
  • Gluten-free diet with an emphasis on no processed foods, lots of protein, plenty of fresh veggies and fruit and minimal sugar
  • Green tea a few times a week
  • Pomegranate juice a few times a week
  • No caffeine
  • Extremely limited alcohol (I will admit that this past cycle when I got pregnant was the cycle when I drank the most alcohol -- granted, "most" means I had approximately 5 drinks in the 35 days, but still....)
  • Herbal supplements: vitex, red raspberry leaf (capsules, not tea)
  • Vitamins: prenantal vitamin, B6, B12, D, E, cod liver oil, evening primrose oil (before ovulation)/flaxseed oil (after ovulation)
  • Ate raw pineapple core from 1DPO (day past ovulation) to 5DPO to assist implantation (Who knows if this is a crazy witch-doctor thing or not, but I had a pineapple on hand after I ovulated with a pineapple core divided into five even sections because I didn't want to risk being wrong on this one.)
If this sounds like a lot....well, you're right, it is a lot. I felt really healthy, though, so even if it hadn't worked for TTC purposes I think it was the right choice for a healthy lifestyle that happened to give Matt Jr. a good start at life. Now that I am battling some serious food aversions (more on that later) I wish I could eat the kinds of foods I was eating when I was TTC, but right now my strategy is to eat whatever will stay in my stomach.

The emotional investment of TTC was severe for me. Even though now I have pregnancy hormones for sure and get more easily emotional than I would before (nothing severe....my husband will tell you I am a level-headed pregnant woman), right now I am nothing compared to how emotional I was during TTC. I have never felt so out of control and so alone in my entire life. I would cry myself to sleep on many occasions (when I wasn't having sex....we had A LOT of sex to get to where we are today) and I would cry many times on the way to work (one time causing me to almost get my first traffic ticket of my life) and I would cry when I found out other people were having children. I was not myself. If it had lasted much longer I think therapy would have been the next step because for the first time in my life I couldn't fix what was wrong with me and I didn't know what to do.

Thankfully, because the emotional investment was so severe at least the financial investment was extremely minimal. Because we chose to hold off on the medical intervention route at least for a little while, virtually everything I did to achieve pregnancy was inexpensive. Yes, I bought a bunch of OPKs and HPTs and more expensive food overall and some extra vitamins, but that's all a drop in the bucket compared to what I would have paid for fertility treatment. I'm not saying I wouldn't pay for fertility treatment. Instead, I simply feel exceptionally lucky that this happened the way it did.

I share this information in the spirit of this blog, to share with close friends and hopefully future friends who struggle with fertility problems the hope that you too can take back some of that control that you resigned, advocate for yourself even when your doctor (as mine did) tells you it will be extremely difficult to down right impossible for you to get pregnant on your own. The vast majority of women who want babies eventually have them. We all come about it a different way, and what works for me won't necessarily work for you, but I have faith that something will.

Most importantly, know that you are not alone.