Friday, May 25, 2012
New Blog
Since I have no more storage space on this blog I have created another. The address is www.ReadySetWright.blogspot.com and I will be updating it today so bye bye this blog hello new one. Change your links so this one is the old one. Thanks!
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
Thursday, April 19, 2012
Smarty Pants
Everyone here in Texas puts their kids in preschool at 2! If you don't your child is in "danger" of falling behind so they think. Noah learns really really well at home. He know all the letters of the alphabet and knows all his shapes sand 3-4 words he can read. He has a huge vocabulary too. IDK its rather expensive and I love my one on one Noah time. He also has play dates every week so he spends time with kids a lot. We shall see I guess.
Here is a cute video of his smartness:
Here is a cute video of his smartness:
Noah's first big hair cut!
We all love Noah's thick curley locks but I myself need a cut and color but can't get around to it so I thought lets do Noah's. We were going to wait till he was 2 but I couldnt handle the frow. It wasn't growing down in nice ringlets it was growing out in a poof. Here is his before:
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He got his hair cur in a fire truck and did such a great job sitting there watching Car's while the lady cut his locks off! She said he will definatly have curly hair his whole life. Good cause I think its handsom.
Here is after:
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We love it! He looks like such a big boy!
Wednesday, April 4, 2012
Struggles
I have been so MIA since finding out I was pregnant. I have had NO motivation to do anything but take care of my son. My house is a mess and my son and I look like we haven't bathed in weeks. BUT we are alive and kicking and that is what is important.
I got my Zofran pump a couple weeks ago and HATED it. It delivered the right amount of zofran to keep me from feeling nauseous but didn't help with the throwing up. Sticking my self more then once a day in the stomach was NOT working for me. They brought me at home IV's to get some fluids and try to help feeling less sick...didn't work. I found out I had a UTI (Urinary Tract Infection) and that the meds I was taking for it were not working and then the ones I could take were a derivative of penicillin (which I am allergic to) I couldn't keep anything down long enough to teat it and so I was hospitalized last week to get IV antibiotics. That is when they discovered my UTI turned into a Kidney Infection and that I would need other meds to treat that fast before I started having kidney damage. After one day on IV and all the meds I still was very sick. My Dr pulled out a prescription from the 1950's to see if it would help and low an behold with in 3 hours I was able to keep chicken bullion cube down, and then chicken soup and then ice cream. What a miracle. He said in 10 yrs he hasn't had to admit anyone to the hospital and that my hyperemissis is by far the worst he has seen and if I had it with two then I would be destined to have it with a 3rd....which isn't happening. While in the hospital I had side effects to the large dose of Reglan he tried to give me. I was having major twitches (that could be come lasting if not addressed right away) as soon as I started the twitches they stopped the Reglan. I had a rash in my arm pits and on my belly and behind my knees because of my allergy to the antibiotics of penicillin.
Finally after a few days I was released from the hospital and now my meds are: Zofran for nausea, Fenagrin for vomiting (side effect sleepiness)...I was on both these with Noah and still was sick the entire time. ALSO I am on Benedictine (Unison...sleeping pill) and B-6. Two sleeping pills makes me VERY tired, but not throwing up. My body is being tricked into producing a sleep hormone therefore it isn't letting me throw up. Still feeling icky and have good days and bad but I am hanging on...barley.
Today I had a sono gram and I am 8 weeks and 3 days. We saw babies little hands and feet and brain. I wish I could say the appointment was the same as it was with Noah and I was so happy I was in tears but instead I was just relieved. Relieved I am not doing this for nothing. When I came in after my miscarriage my old OBGYN said I needed to have an abortion right away since I was so early on and my body would need time to adjust and this was not healthy to carry it. THIS is one of the main reasons I chose a different Dr a High risk DR that wouldn't suggest abortion to me as an alternative to 9 months of sickness and body thrashing. When I met with my new DR he was very optimistic even if only he had just learned of my past hyperemissis. Sadly the same day I came in a lady in the waiting room next to me looked as sick as I felt and she was there for an abortion because she had such bad hyperemissis that she did NOT want to do this (pregnancy) again. I felt sorry for her choice but I totally understood her fear. I would never have an abortion but I will say that my depression gets really bad some days that I wish I didn't have to go through this, but never to that extreme.
I also found out today that my liver has taken quite a beating since becoming pregnant and after what pregnancy was like with Noah so I have to get on some antibiotics to fight the touch of jaundice I have. Some days I can eat what ever I want but most days I am stuck on ginger ale and bland foods.
Noah continues to be a trouper and support and help mama out a lot. He doesn't know whats going on with me and I am sure has been scared of my short fuse at times. Thank goodness the dogs are out side 100% of the time and I don't have to deal with them. Also so glad Noah is big enough now to feed him self and do most things on his own. Jared has also been the greatest help. He took Noah on full time while I was in the hospital and would say to me "Man he is a handful!" understanding what I go through. He helps put Noah to bed every night since I still can't get the energy to lift him into or out of his crib. He has done cleaning and all the cooking and just does such an awesome job. I am so blessed to have them both.
I got my Zofran pump a couple weeks ago and HATED it. It delivered the right amount of zofran to keep me from feeling nauseous but didn't help with the throwing up. Sticking my self more then once a day in the stomach was NOT working for me. They brought me at home IV's to get some fluids and try to help feeling less sick...didn't work. I found out I had a UTI (Urinary Tract Infection) and that the meds I was taking for it were not working and then the ones I could take were a derivative of penicillin (which I am allergic to) I couldn't keep anything down long enough to teat it and so I was hospitalized last week to get IV antibiotics. That is when they discovered my UTI turned into a Kidney Infection and that I would need other meds to treat that fast before I started having kidney damage. After one day on IV and all the meds I still was very sick. My Dr pulled out a prescription from the 1950's to see if it would help and low an behold with in 3 hours I was able to keep chicken bullion cube down, and then chicken soup and then ice cream. What a miracle. He said in 10 yrs he hasn't had to admit anyone to the hospital and that my hyperemissis is by far the worst he has seen and if I had it with two then I would be destined to have it with a 3rd....which isn't happening. While in the hospital I had side effects to the large dose of Reglan he tried to give me. I was having major twitches (that could be come lasting if not addressed right away) as soon as I started the twitches they stopped the Reglan. I had a rash in my arm pits and on my belly and behind my knees because of my allergy to the antibiotics of penicillin.
Finally after a few days I was released from the hospital and now my meds are: Zofran for nausea, Fenagrin for vomiting (side effect sleepiness)...I was on both these with Noah and still was sick the entire time. ALSO I am on Benedictine (Unison...sleeping pill) and B-6. Two sleeping pills makes me VERY tired, but not throwing up. My body is being tricked into producing a sleep hormone therefore it isn't letting me throw up. Still feeling icky and have good days and bad but I am hanging on...barley.
Today I had a sono gram and I am 8 weeks and 3 days. We saw babies little hands and feet and brain. I wish I could say the appointment was the same as it was with Noah and I was so happy I was in tears but instead I was just relieved. Relieved I am not doing this for nothing. When I came in after my miscarriage my old OBGYN said I needed to have an abortion right away since I was so early on and my body would need time to adjust and this was not healthy to carry it. THIS is one of the main reasons I chose a different Dr a High risk DR that wouldn't suggest abortion to me as an alternative to 9 months of sickness and body thrashing. When I met with my new DR he was very optimistic even if only he had just learned of my past hyperemissis. Sadly the same day I came in a lady in the waiting room next to me looked as sick as I felt and she was there for an abortion because she had such bad hyperemissis that she did NOT want to do this (pregnancy) again. I felt sorry for her choice but I totally understood her fear. I would never have an abortion but I will say that my depression gets really bad some days that I wish I didn't have to go through this, but never to that extreme.
I also found out today that my liver has taken quite a beating since becoming pregnant and after what pregnancy was like with Noah so I have to get on some antibiotics to fight the touch of jaundice I have. Some days I can eat what ever I want but most days I am stuck on ginger ale and bland foods.
Noah continues to be a trouper and support and help mama out a lot. He doesn't know whats going on with me and I am sure has been scared of my short fuse at times. Thank goodness the dogs are out side 100% of the time and I don't have to deal with them. Also so glad Noah is big enough now to feed him self and do most things on his own. Jared has also been the greatest help. He took Noah on full time while I was in the hospital and would say to me "Man he is a handful!" understanding what I go through. He helps put Noah to bed every night since I still can't get the energy to lift him into or out of his crib. He has done cleaning and all the cooking and just does such an awesome job. I am so blessed to have them both.
Friday, March 16, 2012
Anomaly
When I was pregnant with Noah they discovered a small fibroid in my uterus (tumor) that may have prevented Jared and I from getting pregnant for the 6 months we tried. Due to this fibroid, pregnancy was tough and it grew with Noah. It grew around my uterus taking some nutrients from Noah and they believe that is why he was 42.5 weeks along when I delivered and weighed only 5lbs. When they took out Noah they saw that there was only a VERY VERY small section of my uterus that wasn't covered with the tumor. Noah was born Cesarean section and when they took out my uterus to scrap it clean they also took some of the fibroid/uterus with it. I was told after Noah that my chances of getting pregnant are still normal, BUT the chances of implantation VERY VERY small since there is a less then 2% likelihood I could find a place to implant on a tumor covered uterus. To be honest this news didn't make me sad at all. Having Noah was the greatest blessing I could ever have had, but doing it again just sent me in a panic. So last month when we saw we were pregnant we were shocked and so was the Dr. She said I have no idea how you did this, but it looks like we have to wait to see if it will implant, and that is where we lost our second pregnancy was its inability to implant into the uterus.
Since then I have been soooo sick. I have had fevers, nausea, lots of cramping and just feeling icky 24/7. I went to the Dr and they did a test the day I miscarried and my HCG was 25. Three days later it was less than 5 which means miscarriage. So the miscarriage was still gone, but I was sooo sick! So we went back a week later because I was just not feeling right and thought maybe they needed to do a D&C or something to get me feeling less sick. She took more blood and my numbers (7 days after my < 5) were at 815. What this meant neither of us knew. Maybe they did miss something! My progesterone was at 20 and they couldn't figure out what was going on. I could! I knew my body and I knew, heaven help us, I was pregnant again. The Dr said it was IMPOSSIBLE since I have to have a period to ovulate and you have to ovulate to get pregnant. Or ER Dr told us to wait a few months to build back up the uterine lining after the miscarriage. My OB said try when ever, but know your odds are still less than 2%. Apparently it would take one day after I stopped bleeding.
We have been going to a GREAT high risk Dr who has never seen any cases like this. Sure enough 2 days after my 815 (anything over 500 is 50% chance of twins) the numbers went up to 1845! He quickly scheduled an ultra sound and sure enough some how some way I implanted and there was a sack...but no baby no heart beat :( Jared couldn't make it to the appointment so Grandma Abbott came with me. She and I held hands and cried. They said come back in a week and we will check again. He said the numbers are to high you just might not be far enough along. According to their numbers I would have had to get pregnant during my miscarriage which is SO not the case. So a week latter Grandma Abbott and I went in optimistic we would leave with good news.
We have a baby! We have a heart beat! And we are almost out of the woods! We have to make it to week 12 before our chances fall down to less than 12% of losing this one.
I have been sicker then I ever was with Noah. If you remember with Noah I was on IV's and bed rest, looks like we are on the same boat with this one. I never paid attention to HCG levels or progesterone with Noah because it never mattered to me, but apparently the higher your numbers the more at risk you are for hyperemisis which I had with Noah and now that my hcg is 33k and 21 progesterone I am there again. The DR recommended I get a zofran pump. It's like a diabetic pump that shoots insulin, but for me it would shoot zofran to keep me from losing so much weight and help me to keep some foods down. I wish there was a miracle drug that would help me keep weight on and feel normal and not lose my hair like I did with Noah and not get so deathly ill!
I can tell you I am sooo scared. I am beyond scared. With Noah I had such bad bad depression while pregnant and I can feel it coming with this one and that is SO not fair to Noah so I am trying everything in my power to stay positive. My house hasn't looked messier and my son hasn't smelled worse ;) Good thing Jared has been taking such good care of me. Every time I head to the bathroom to lose my food Noah comes in and rubs my head and says "It's ok mama, It's ok" I tell you what...that kid knows his mama and knows exactly what she needs to hear. God bless him for being the angle he is.
We will keep you all posted. We have been trying to keep it on the Down Low until we know more but a good heart beat is good news! And that makes our due date November 5th. OY VEH!!!
Since then I have been soooo sick. I have had fevers, nausea, lots of cramping and just feeling icky 24/7. I went to the Dr and they did a test the day I miscarried and my HCG was 25. Three days later it was less than 5 which means miscarriage. So the miscarriage was still gone, but I was sooo sick! So we went back a week later because I was just not feeling right and thought maybe they needed to do a D&C or something to get me feeling less sick. She took more blood and my numbers (7 days after my < 5) were at 815. What this meant neither of us knew. Maybe they did miss something! My progesterone was at 20 and they couldn't figure out what was going on. I could! I knew my body and I knew, heaven help us, I was pregnant again. The Dr said it was IMPOSSIBLE since I have to have a period to ovulate and you have to ovulate to get pregnant. Or ER Dr told us to wait a few months to build back up the uterine lining after the miscarriage. My OB said try when ever, but know your odds are still less than 2%. Apparently it would take one day after I stopped bleeding.
We have been going to a GREAT high risk Dr who has never seen any cases like this. Sure enough 2 days after my 815 (anything over 500 is 50% chance of twins) the numbers went up to 1845! He quickly scheduled an ultra sound and sure enough some how some way I implanted and there was a sack...but no baby no heart beat :( Jared couldn't make it to the appointment so Grandma Abbott came with me. She and I held hands and cried. They said come back in a week and we will check again. He said the numbers are to high you just might not be far enough along. According to their numbers I would have had to get pregnant during my miscarriage which is SO not the case. So a week latter Grandma Abbott and I went in optimistic we would leave with good news.
We have a baby! We have a heart beat! And we are almost out of the woods! We have to make it to week 12 before our chances fall down to less than 12% of losing this one.
I have been sicker then I ever was with Noah. If you remember with Noah I was on IV's and bed rest, looks like we are on the same boat with this one. I never paid attention to HCG levels or progesterone with Noah because it never mattered to me, but apparently the higher your numbers the more at risk you are for hyperemisis which I had with Noah and now that my hcg is 33k and 21 progesterone I am there again. The DR recommended I get a zofran pump. It's like a diabetic pump that shoots insulin, but for me it would shoot zofran to keep me from losing so much weight and help me to keep some foods down. I wish there was a miracle drug that would help me keep weight on and feel normal and not lose my hair like I did with Noah and not get so deathly ill!
I can tell you I am sooo scared. I am beyond scared. With Noah I had such bad bad depression while pregnant and I can feel it coming with this one and that is SO not fair to Noah so I am trying everything in my power to stay positive. My house hasn't looked messier and my son hasn't smelled worse ;) Good thing Jared has been taking such good care of me. Every time I head to the bathroom to lose my food Noah comes in and rubs my head and says "It's ok mama, It's ok" I tell you what...that kid knows his mama and knows exactly what she needs to hear. God bless him for being the angle he is.
We will keep you all posted. We have been trying to keep it on the Down Low until we know more but a good heart beat is good news! And that makes our due date November 5th. OY VEH!!!
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