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Our 2-month appointment was yesterday afternoon. Everything is still going great, bloodwoork, blood pressure, only gained one pound...the doctor was very pleased with me.

We were very disappointed because we were expecting to get a sonogram but it didn't happen. So no pictures yet! We have been scheduled to have a sonogram in another two months, and it's a "level 12 sonogram" that will examine the baby's heart...so the gender thing will be pretty unmistake-able by then and we will be finding out. Wink

There was oddness, though. I am only eight weeks and change, but showing already. With my other 2, I didn't show until 4 and a half, 5 months. Also, eight weeks is a tad early to be able to hear a heartbeat, but we heard it loud, clear, and fast. I also knew exactly where the baby was, before the doctor found it...it's low and on the left (because my back, on the lower left side, is already pretty uncomfortable). I'm really hoping it's not another one of these kids who sits on my sciatic nerve. Simon did that, and it was an agonizing 9 months after which my back was never the same.

Anyway, Jason's joke when he found out the baby's on the left: "Oh, great. Another liberal Democrat at our house...." Big Grin (Mommy silently cheers to herself and wonders how the name "Howard Dean McDonald" sounds...)

We're wondering, is this a really big baby (since Jay and I were both pretty big), or is there more than one? It would certainly serve us right for having our favorite band be Crowded House... I guess we'll see. One thing's for sure...if we somehow ended up with twin boys, all other name choices but Brian and Neil would suddenly fly out the window.... Wink

My paranoia because of what happened last time will finally disappear in about 3 weeks (or, 12th week). But, we've already made it further than last time, are into the third month, and have no indications that things are amiss (as we had several indications last time). Everyone knock on wood that I didn't just jinx myself by saying that...

I'm still appropriately ill and incredibly exhausted, and some days can't even wear a bra they hurt so bad. Those are all good signs, though...so...there you have it, all the news that's fit to print. Thanks guys for your PM's and e-mails, they really make me feel special and cared about. I just haven't been as online anymore because I've spent more time on the couch and in the bathroom!!!
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Glad to here that things are going well for you Heidi. I wouldn't worry about showing so early, with my last pregnancy I was showing at 8 weeks. At that point the bump was mainly caused by hormonal changes and amniotic fluid rather than baby. But I had quite a bump non the less! I was pretty huge, but my youngest was only 8lb 3 oz (compared to my eldests 10lb!) So the bump size didn't really convey how big my babies were.

I am glad the 12 week mark is looming...hopefully you may start to relax a little. I know after my miscarriage, getting to the 12 week mark was a huge milestone and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Wishing you so much happiness and hope that you pregnancy runs as smoothly as it can.

Viv x
My third pregnancy had me showing much quicker too. I also knew the position of the baby pretty early as when I lay down I could actually see and feel his tiny little head.

We have multiple births in our family so it was always in the back of my mind until the scan!

Hope the sickness and exaustion disappear sooner rather than later. Thanks for keeping us up to date xxx
Ok, Heidi - can't resist this! As a fellow all-day-sickness sufferer, when my son was on the way two very dear old ladies who came into our pizza shop in Seaside every morning for coffee and frozen yogurt used to dispense "sure" cures for me. Their "most effective" remedy was a good stiff shot of sauerkraut juice first thing in the a.m. and that would "fix me right up". Each day when I'd again be green and woozy they'd cluck and say "haven't had your sauerkraut juice, have you?" Oh...it takes me back! Wink
K...13-week update...

The doctor is still happy with my weight gain or lack thereof. My vitals look good but my ankles were the slightest bit puffy.

My migraines have doubled in frequency and there's little that can be done that's safe. (Which is doctorese for, "lay there and hurt, sister!") He says we should expect that to change after 14 weeks.

Baby still firmly implanted low and to the left, except it is already causing shooting pains down my left leg. Another critter on my sciatic nerve! I worry because if it hurts this badly already, what will happen when I get to like February? EEK!!!!! They say I may have to do physical therapy, which imho is a joke (along with the textbook suggestion of "go exercise") because when you hurt too much to move, the LAST thing you feel like doing is moving!

Baby's heartbeat still loud and clear, at 159 beats per minute. (>160 usually indicates BOY, but we realize there could be enough error to make it 160 or even 161. That said, my daughter's was usually over 170.) So we have our first "boy clue" and I have to confess some disappointment (which is silly really because I'm primarily happy to get a healthy child at all).

Oddly, I guess I didn't realize how badly I wanted this baby to be a girl. It could still be a girl, pertinent to next month's sonogram, but I need to make peace with the idea of a boy baby now and then if it's a girl, I can be surprised. I've also started preparing my daughter, because I know she will be disappointed. My son, of course, is thrilled beyond belief but I have prepared him for the fact that things could change at the sonogram.
OK...good news at the 17-week checkup...

1. The triple-screen test came back looking good, which means the baby does not have Downs Syndrome or other similar defects!

2. Overall, I have gained only 5 pounds so far, and the doctor is thrilled with me!

3. Blood pressure, hormone count, sugar levels...everything well in the normal range!!!

Baby's heartbeat this time was clocked at 147. Doctor says that in her experience, it's GIRLS who are slow...so who knows! Anyway...it was the first time our whole family was at the appointment together, which was neat. (I wasn't in the stirrups or anything...) She had to really move the Doppler around to get the heartbeat because the baby kept moving away from her! (Hide and seek, already!) She finally did find the heartbeat low, to the left, and all the way near my back (which was no surprise to me at all...)

The kicking thing has started, also. It's definitely made the shift from "fluttering sensation" to "actual limbs, hands and feet doing jujitsu."

One week from today is our sonogram, where we will learn what kind of baby we have here (a Sydney or an Ian). We intend to find out because since we already have one of each and may need to move rooms around, it's just easier to know beforehand. More info to follow, next week...
Thanks for the update, Heidi. Really glad to hear that things are running smoothly for you guys! Ian and Sydney are great names as well. All of this baby stuff on the forum has been very educational for me and really drives home the fact that I'd better take care of myself if I wanna get pregnant next year (but Halloween being a day off, wuntie helps herself to a couple of Heidi's Reese's peanut butter cups). Smiler
Congratulations Heidi - it sounds like you are well on your way to a healthy pregnancy! I hope that the baby moves a bit so that you also have a pain-free (well, as pain-free as it can be) pregnancy as well. Plus, my son's name is Iain (although you can see we spell it with the additional "i") so big thumb's up on you name choice as well!
You guys know that any child of mine and Jay's is genetically pre-disposed to being mischievious, right? Unless of course some weird double-dominant thing happens, the recessive gene takes over, and we get another one of my daughter (think: relatively humorless accountant type).

Anyhow...amusing story...I recently lunched with a friend who is also pregnant. Her baby is a boy, and she is naming him "Jakob Rain." (Uh, OK.) We hadn't absolutely chosen Ian yet, but at that point it was at least in the top three. I'm explaining that our boy name wasn't settled yet. Before I mentioned any of the ones on our list, she says "I could never name a boy Ian, for instance. Ian is a kid who eats paste and gets beat up a lot." I didn't have the heart to tell her....but you know, I already have one boy who eats paste, and what are the chances of THAT repeating? (At our school, Ian was a cute football player who everyone liked...)

We ended up with Ian because Jay's brother and best friend are both named John, and this is a way of naming the kid John without actually having to name him John. Wink (It's the Celtic inversion, and means "beloved.") Have to admit I was swayed after seeing "My Big Fat Greek Wedding." I would *love* to have a son like that character!!!!!

Sydney, we have to use because it's the first city we landed in on our honeymoon, and the site of CH's Farewell to the World show. It means "related to St. Denis," but you know...for us, it has a different and better relevance.

[oh, and p.s...my one real requirement was that the name be easy to yell at the top of my lungs. Big Grin ]
An Anglo-Asian guy I nearly married (but lived with for four years) told me that he had a joke with his sister whilst they were growing up, that whoever of them first had a male child would call it Ian... simply because their (Singapore Chinese) mother could never pronounce the name. The closest she came was "Yen".

This thread just reminded me of that. Didn't mean to offend anyone. Sorry.

*crawls back into hole*
Yeah Heidi, wholehearted support of what Silke said. Smiler Pardon me for taking the thread in another direction, and congratulations on the success so far... looking good gal Smiler

No sex known as yet... does this mean we can open the betting book a la boardergurl's bub? Smiler Big Grin

Cheers and all the best to ya - from the wandering Frenzer...

kia (if it's a boy I reserve the right to smile at the name, and hell, likewise considering the girl's name!) kaha
Cheers Sandra...

I reckon it's a girl too... and I suspect that girl will be the bane of (older sister's) Annie's life forever more...

That said, whatever it may be, I know that Heidi and Jason will echo these sentiments from Neil Finn's (Spilt Enx, Conflicting Emotions) "Our Day":

"I promise you the best (the best)
That we can do
We Love (we love) we love you..."

cheers to those who have kids... you're braver than I am and I admire you greatly

Smiler
Place your bets! Ultrasound is done!

Heidi deserves the honor of the full report when she wakes up from nap -- we had to get up at like 6:30am to do this -- including the big question...

In the meantime, I'll at least set all our Frenz' minds at ease that things look good -- measurements fit our due date, and we have 10 fingers, 10 toes, and no prehensile monkey tail. Big Grin

IT'S A BOY.......Ian David McDonald!!!!!

He's not showing his "stuff" in this shot, but hey...what more can a poor boy do? Big Grin

Doctor said there is NO QUESTION of his gender, in other words, unless the kid's got a tennis racket in there with him, we have confirmation of the proverbial "twig and berries."

He did wave at us, pull his ear, and rub one of his hands over his head for us. He never stopped moving. Odd, because I can't even feel half of the moves he's actually making!
Only just saw this -

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Originally posted by GregInGA:
[qb] No offence taken - I think the pronunciations are hilarious! At my son's baptism, the priest mispronounced his name and his first baseball coach called him "E-yon" or something like that. The funniest is the little girl across the street who used to call him "Idian". [/qb]
People mispronounce Ian?? How is that possible? One of my best friends is called Ian. Don't think anyone's ever mispronounced his name.

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[qb]At my son's baptism, the priest mispronounced his name and his first baseball coach called him "E-yon"
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I know someone called Eaon. Whether his parents were having a joke or not....


Good luck with the bubs Heidi (and Jason) Smiler
We had another doctor appointment yesterday, the last one of our second trimester (which ends Friday!). My winter coat doesn't close anymore, and I now experience round-the-clock kicking. It's happy kicking, though. (Annie's kicking was jujitsu, Simon's was kinda lackadaisical and curious...Ian seems happy, like he's dancing.)

Blood pressure is low, total weight gained is only 9 pounds, though you sure wouldn't know it to look at me...doctor is very happy about both of these facts. Sonogram last month looked normal in every regard.

Ian kicked the doctor. The jelly she was using with the Doppler was really cold and when she pushed down on it, Ian kicked her. He wasn't having it!

One thing discovered is that my uterus is measuring too large for my due date. This means either that our due date will be moved up (we don't know by how much), or more likely, that Ian is a BIG baby. I was about 9 pounds and Jay was around 10 (and is now 6 feet tall to my 5'4"...)...Can you say "drugs?"
I've been deliberately ignoring this thread because things have started going not so well. I'm really upset and frustrated, and it's only going to get worse. I don't want to bring everybody down...however...what I could use right now is support and advice from any other moms out there who this might have happened to. I need to hear stories of cases where things turned out OK.

Tomorrow, I have to spend most of the day in the hospital getting the 3-hour glucose tolerance test because they need to "officially diagnose" me with gestational diabetes. I am now considered high-risk, and depending on Ian's size, have to realistically prepare myself for a C-section. Because of liability issues they refuse to change my (April 11) due date...although, truth told here, if we think he's coming in April and not March, we are kidding ourselves. (All through this process our symptoms and my size have been charting 2-3 weeks ahead of schedule, and we were already told he's big.)

I am now 2/3 more likely to develop diabetes within the next 20 years, and that figure increases if a) I'm overweight or b) I have a major family history of diabetes...which of course...both apply. I am 50% more likely to have this problem repeat itself in subsequent pregnancies and now, will incur high risk if I ever want to have another one (since I'll be 34 in May and they say that over 35 is difficult anyway...). Not that I'm saying I WANT to go have another one right away, but the idea that I don't have that choice REALLY bothers me.

The diet they're about to put me on (a specific list of foods that must be eaten at certain times) is not just horrible to deal with, but given my daily responsibilities is far from realistic. At a time when I'm absolutely stressing out about my inability to meet the requirements of my life (work, politics, taking care of my existing two), the BS factor will have just doubled because of the diet stuff and tons of extra tests and doctor appointments (which are incredibly inconveniently located). So I'm pretty beside myself.

Last Wednesday, I had small contractions for about 7 straight hours, which went away with bed rest. The doctor said it happened because I had done too much earlier that day. If "too much" consists of walking around for 10 minutes, I'm in real trouble. (I led a workshop that morning, and cut down on my activity to the point of only needing to stand up for 10 minutes. That should NOT have been "too much.") I mean, women I know worked until the day before they had the baby, and generations as recent as my grandmother would have babies while they were working in the fields. So what the hell is MY problem?

Everybody says, "You need to slow down and take care of YOU." But that's not realistic or simple because financially, I HAVE to work at least until March 15, and there's nothing I can really do about it if I watch my other two all afternoon and they misbehave and/or refuse to let me nap (which lately, has been like, every day). I've ALREADY slowed down as much as I can, I've ALREADY cut down my sugar intake, but it's not enough...and I'm at the point of having a nervous breakdown. I feel useless, overwhelmed, and like a failure.

Having found this out on Friday, and realizing that tomorrow I won't be able to eat or drink anything I want, or like, for months...I've spent the past couple of days eating whatever the hell I want. Moio's cake for breakfast. And probably one last trip to Damon's House of Ribs tonight.
Heidi, I'm sorry to hear that you're having a hard time with some of the recent developments. I never gave birth (and never will), so I can't speak from any experiences.

I can only tell you that from the little I know about you, you love your kids really deeply. When that little guy shows up, you will love him so much that you will know that anything annoying you had to do to protect yourself and him was worth it. It will be worth it. I'm sure people who give up smoking for pregnancies are stressed out and pissed off, but they know it's right.

Now, you may also remember that I don't do Western medicine, so if I say anything that goes against your beliefs, just ignore me. But in my experience and opinion, you can't always rely on Western medicine for poop. Julie P here on our forum was, I believe, basically told she'd never get pregnant. And she did.

And with today's average American diet, I think EVERYBODY is facing high risk for some sort of diabetes or major disease! We work too much, sleep too little, eat total crap that in some cases we first expose to radiation, and our idea of exercise is walking to and from the car. Smiler There's nothing that out of the ordinary about someone in her mid-50s developing diabetes just due to diet and lifestyle, so please don't assign any blame to the pregnancy or baby. That's an energy that I just know you don't want to put out there.

Just remember that you're loved and this will all work out. If you want another baby, you'll have it. If you don't, that's fine. If you're at risk for a disease, then you're at risk for a disease. Some people spend their whole lives at risk for a disease and never seem to get it! These are our lives. I can only suggest that you stick to the love and positive thoughts of the new member of the family and just know that it will all work out. You will be back to the House O Ribs. Smiler

Deb
I - of course - have never or will never have a baby but neither of my wife's pregnancies went very smoothly and both of our kids turned out perfectly healthy. The only thing I do know is that worrying about it can only make things worse so try not to (I know, I know - easier said than done). And don't sweat it over the statistics that were quoted - 2/3 more risk than average is still probably quite low overall. I'm with Deb - I think that in the end it will work out fine and that if you want to have more babies in the future it will happen. We'll be thinking about you...
I'll second the hugs.

They made me take the 3-hr glucose test too but it turned out fine. Is there a chance this could happen to you? I got really depressed about having to take the test too, so I know part of what you're going through. But I know that you're a strong person and you will get through this just fine, even if it seems daunting now. You're very resourceful and imaginative, so I have every confidence that you can make things work out for the best!
I was high risk too Heidi, and was hospitalized about 2 weeks before my due date--they were welcome to do all the tests they wanted so long as through these tests, information became available that helped the pregnancy along to a satisfactory conclusion.

It's depressing and it's rough and it sucks and I agree with others asking you to try to keep the stressing out over it at a minimum---the panic, paranoia and disappointment will only hinder you (far easier said then done, I know--have a good cry if you need to)

I would hate to see your joy with this pregnancy turn into fear---you are in the hands of the best that western medicine has to offer I'm sure and you strike me as a very strong person---you will get through it and if you need to go on maternity leave early--then you have to--you and Pfellah will find a way through that.

There was a young lady on my ward who was a diabetic (juvenile) and we had the same ob. He was inducing her during her 38th week as you say because the baby would have grown too large by week 40 to deliver in the usual way. She delivered in the usual way--but I remember her crying in the lounge and being so afraid. The best thing for her was her family and friends and gentle kind words of the other mothers in waiting on the ward---everything turned out fine for her and you have to know that everyone here is also sending you good vibes.....and best wishes. Wink
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Originally posted by Heidi in Pittsburgh:
I mean, women I know worked until the day before they had the baby, and generations as recent as my grandmother would have babies while they were working in the fields. So what the hell is MY problem?

Everybody says, "You need to slow down and take care of YOU." But that's not realistic or simple because financially, I HAVE to work at least until March 15, and there's nothing I can really do about it if I watch my other two all afternoon and they misbehave and/or refuse to let me nap (which lately, has been like, every day). I've ALREADY slowed down as much as I can, I've ALREADY cut down my sugar intake, but it's not enough...and I'm at the point of having a nervous breakdown. I feel useless, overwhelmed, and like a failure.
Heidi, please don't feel a failure. Some women may work up to the day the baby is born, but I'm sure not many. There are very good reasons that we stop working some time before the baby is due - it's much better for mother and baby. Childbirth was a much more risky business in our grandparents' day, which is why things have changed. Women who sail through pregnancy with no problems create unrealistic expectations for every one else. We're not all superwomen.

I took the sugar test five years ago - it was standard practice at the hospital, though not I gather in the UK, and it was OK.

One women in our family felt a failure because she had a C-section. It was because of pre-eclampsia - really a matter of life and death (as opposed to women who are said to be 'too posh to push'). Somehow I doubt that you would agree with her, that she had 'failed' by not having a natural birth in those circumstances. Mother and one year old baby are fine now.

Hope all goes well.

Carolyn

[Edited to clarify points.]
Two large, friendly words for you: DON'T PANIC!

I, too had to have that stupid glucose test. Ugh....I almost passed out from lack of food! I was SO CERTAIN that I would be diagnosed with gestational diabetes (in my 8th month) that I ate the appropriate menu for several days. I was depressed at first, but then I thought about all the other issues I'd experienced during the pregnancy, and just chalked it up to the whole experience. The worst part was the increased risk of it developing into Type II diabetes after birth....the thought of PERMANENT menu restrictions was horrifying. The way I came to terms with it was thinking, HELL...not only would it not kill me to eat a healthy diet, I just might get myself back into shape and be a positive/healthy influence on Maisie. This approach may not work for you, but it totally made it OK for me. So when I got the results after the test and my levels were NORMAL, I was totally surprised. I'm HOPING that'll be the case for you!!

As for the "taking-it-easy" part, it's amazing how, when complications start to arise, your area of concern gets more and more narrow. I was just barely 6 months pregnant when the pain on my right side started, and I had to leave work. Not only that, but I couldn't walk for more than 5 minutes at a time....I remember trying to go grocery shopping and leaving the store with tears streaming down my face because of the pain. After that, Chris went with me and he made me ride around in those motorized carts! My point here is that you are capable of adapting to much more than you would've thought possible when you simplify your area of concern. Right now, it should go something like this:

#1 Ian
#2 YOU (because you're carrying little Ian)
#3 Family (sorry to lump them together, but you get the point...)
#4 Everything else

It's been my experience that things have a way of working themselves out. When I couldn't walk, my friends took me where I needed to go. When I couldn't work, I found a WA State law granting unlimited leave to pregnant women with complications. When we couldn't afford for me to leave work, I got disability. (I'm STILL not sure how that happened....I don't remember applying for it, and I didn't think that WA was one of the states that pays for pregnancy disability.) Things worked out in the end, but I was still stressed out! I tried REALLY HARD to NOT be stressed, but from the time my Triple-Screen test results came back positive for Down-Syndrome in my 3rd month until the day I gave birth, things were wacky. Just keep your eyes on the prize!!

I totally know where you're coming from....I felt totally useless and like a failure, too. I actually worked in extreme pain for almost a week before I went to the doctor. Part of it was money...I couldn't see how we could manage without my salary. And part of it was I didn't wanna be a wuss. I mean, I'm a hockey player for God's sake! I'm tough! Like you said, women used to give birth in fields! So what the hell was wrong with me? Well, people are different. Pregnancy wreaks havoc on EVERY SYSTEM in your body. It was especially hard on me because I've always been such an independent person, and suddenly I could barely stand in the shower. YIKES! But it takes a different kind of strength to make it through......and I KNOW you're a strong woman. It's tough psychologically, and I know it sounds cliche, but you've got to TELL yourself that you can do it. You've got the added advantage of Jason and the kids to help you with that!

If you need any words of encouragement, or are just feeling down, PLEASE e-mail or IM me....I've been through the tunnel and the other side is great!

Gen
Wow. You guys are fantastic do you know that?

I hope these words on this thread help you along Heidi. It is very hard to see the positive side when there are so many stressful things going on all at once.

Any advice I would have given has already been mentioned. Try not to look too far ahead, listen to your body and accept all the help you are offered. You don't need to try and be superwoman because you already are.

Love and hugs x
RE: what happened today. The way the test is SUPPOSED to work: you fast all night, they take your blood before drinking the orange soda, you drink the soda, then they check your blood after an hour...then you repeat the soda and blood check part twice more.

The way it WENT, however: the initial blood check was NORMAL. Then I was told to drink the stuff. Now, when I took the 1-hour test, the stuff was orange soda...not so bad. This time, they handed me a large cup of refrigerated corn syrup and asked me to drink it. After about 15 minutes, I totally threw up...which wrecked my ability to take the rest of the test. (Even I can find the irony and humor in this...though I certainly didn't feel well...)

They gave me two choices, either come back another day, or leave, go eat breakfast someplace that serves pancakes with syrup, and then come back in two hours to get my blood checked. I was not going to take more time off work just so I could come back and throw up again...plus, how many times are you actually under doctor's ORDERS to eat at Bob Evans?

So they took my blood again after two hours and said the doctor's office would call me if the results were amiss. We got no phone call. Tomorrow afternoon is my next doctor appointment, but I'll hear for sure what those results are...and since the first draw was good and I got no phone call, we are actually optimistic.

I have to say I really appreciate all the support I've received here in the meantime...particularly those of you who shared your stories and know how godawful hard this part of it can be. Youz guys are the greatest!!!!!!!
Jay and I are both FURIOUS with our OB practice right now. The appointment before last, I waited in their office for an hour and a half because they lost my chart. Then, when they called to tell me my 1st glucose test was high, I naturally had questions about what the numbers meant, and what a diagnosis could mean to me and my baby. The nurse told me to hold on, then without pushing any kind of hold button (I could hear the following exchange), proceeded to tell someone else near her that I was "freaking out" and basically that my questions were a pain in the butt...then another nurse took the phone.

Wednesday when I went in, even though I presented my appointment card, they not only "forgot" that I was supposed to be there, but they confused my chart with someone else's AND hassled me about a form I needed to have filled out for my husband's workplace (I was forced to fill out THREE full pages of paperwork just to get the doctor to certify on my husband's ONE form that yes, I'm really pregnant). When I explained to the doctor that sometimes I'm hurting so bad I can barely walk, and that I cry when I have to climb steps, he in so many words told me to suck it up and deal with it, showed no sympathy or concern whatsoever.

Later that evening when I was having sharp stomach pains and throwing up even water, we called the doctor once my temperature reached over 100, like the baby book says we should. The doctor said it was up to me whether to get checked out to see if I was in labor, but certainly, if I were still nauseated the next day, I should come in and be checked for dehydration. Well...I knew I wasn't in labor and that it was probably just the flu. HOWEVER, in the morning, after my husband had taken the day off work so he could take me to the doctor...we called in as the doctor had told us to the night before, for an appointment. It took them an hour to call us back, and when they did, a second doctor had said I was to stay home because they didn't want me infecting the rest of their patients.

Never mind that it's now FRIDAY, and I haven't gotten my test results from Tuesday yet (which should have shown up on Wednesday).

Until two weeks ago, we've been treated very well by everyone at their practice. It is NOT comforting at all to have this stuff now starting to occur, as we're nearing the end of our process. It's not like we can now change doctors or hospitals...but we're TOTALLY angry enough to! I don't even know who I would complain to about this stuff! (Other than you kind people...thanks for letting me vent...AGAIN...I'm clearly turning into Momzilla...)
OH NO, there goes Pittsburgh-O, go go MOMZILLA!

Heidi, I am so sorry that things have been rough the last few weeks with all that has come up. It is hard enough to have a "normal" pregnancy, without having additional concerns. I am hoping things get better and am thinking good thoughts for you and J and all three kids.

Many psychic gentle hugs and soothing back rubs.
I second the hugs and back rubs. I think you have every right to be angry, but try not to let it affect you physically. I think the nurse who talked about you on the phone behaved deplorably, and should be told so. I think the doctors should be more sympathetic. And I think they should be especially nice if they're going to drop the ball on getting your test results. Maybe you should write a letter to the head of the practice and tell them about these incidents. You may decide not to even send it (or maybe send it later after the baby's born so they don't pass it off as hormonal hysterics), but it will feel good to say it. I'm a big advocate for giving feedback to businesses. If you are paying money for something, you have a right to be treated with respect by those providing the goods or services. Doctors are no exception.

People mistreating my friends make me REALLY angry. grrrrrrr. Mad
Good singing Sue!!!

I agree with Grace.....I'm also a huge advocate for giving feedback to businesses. Here's the deal though.....I think healthcare professionals should be held to a higher standard than someone that gets my order wrong at Burger King. We ENTRUST our well-being to them, and they should be held responsible if they forget that.

I was/am extrememly lucky with my healthcare....my doctor is great, and all the staff know Maisie and I on a first-name basis. The whole office practically stops when I bring Maisie in, just so they can catch up on what she's doing! The point is, I would not stand still for the treatment you've received. There is no excuse for it. It's not too much to ask for to have your doctor investigate your concerns. EVEN IF there is no physical evidence that something is amiss, your doctor should've taken enough psychology to realize that your concern over your situation, at this stage, could negatively affect your health. Grrrrr....I hate doctors in general....

Here's what I would do....I would schedule an appointment with the person in charge. The head of the group, chief of whatever. Explain your frustration (as calmly as possible). Politely ask for your test results. At this point, Dr. Whoever should be able to see that you're a reasonable person. I would then request an apology from the nurse who treated you so badly on the phone. Her behavior was deplorable, and if not checked will continue to hurt others.

But hey, that's just me. I like resolution!

Gen
YAY! YAY!

After I had my son, the hospital gave me a feedback form with all the other "new mom" literature they gave me... and I filled it out and sent it back. Fortunately, I had a good hospital experience and even highly complimented one of the L&D nurses that was so understanding and sympathetic when I continually called in while I was in labor, before being admitted.

In any event, Heidi, I do hope you get your voice heard somehow, even if you could manage to switch doctors right now. They should definitely know better.
You know, I'm sure funeral directors crack jokes about dead bodies all the time and people in the service industry comment and joke about customers--especially complaining ones--and to this nurse that didnt even have the BRAINS to realize that although you are pregnant, apparently still possess the faculty of hearing and could hear her insult you to her colleague---because she is a nurse in a OB/Gyn office---the tendency would almost be to say that pregnant women--are automatically considered 'hysterical' or 'high maintenance'--but that would be insulting to these wonderful nurses world wise. I think she was just an unempathetic tasteless clod who should maybe consider getting out of the field if she can't remember to be KIND

I really like Gen's suggestion of following through with some one in charge, but that's really up to you Heidi if you feel there's any point in it.

Wonderful about the test---you take it easy!!
Good lizards Heidi
you've had an incredible week! I'm so glad to see you are having a happy ending! I hope you do follow through with someone in charge. That nurse's behavior was uncalled for. It wouldn't have killed her to plain and simple be nice. That would never fly here. It's too small a place, but a big place is NO excuse for that scummy behavior. I agree with Gen and Martine on this one. I hope the rest of your pregnancy goes really well. I'll continue to send hugs and backrubs too along with everyone here. You are one tough mother! go go momzilla! just stay away from the power lines. Smiler
Being an elected councilperson has its perks, I suppose...

Last night at a neighborhood function, the Fire Chief offered to take me for a ride on the ladder truck, in order to "get the process started." He wasn't joking...that's how he got his wife going! It's not anything I'd consider for at least another three weeks, but...it's an interesting offer and would likely be more pleasant than Geddy's idea (what was it, tobasco and something!!!).

If I go into labor while at home, they've promised me police/fire escort to the hospital...how cool is THAT!!! Think I'll start sticking a lot closer to the house...

They say 35 weeks is the point after which "I could go anytime." That's only 2 weeks away! If I go into labor on Oscar night, I'm going to be really, really mad...though it would be kind of cool to have a baby with a February 29 birthday.
Heh, there used to be a dj here who--if you were overdue or something, you were supposed to call him (live on the air) place one hand on the radio and the other on your tummy and then he would sort of give out this really throaty rumbly deep growl that lasted anywhere between 10 and 20 seconds. I guess he thought it was 'sexy' or something or that the vibrations of his voice coming out of the radio through the pregnant woman's hand, up her arm and into her tummy would start the process.

Other than that, I've heard also, taking a long drive over a bumpy road could start you going....

Does anyone else have any home remedies for inducing labour for Heidi?? Big Grin

But getting a ride in a fire truck--that's pretty cool
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Does anyone else have any home remedies for inducing labour for Heidi?? Big Grin
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Hmm I once heard of eating lots of beans and chilli and all this stuff should work....don't know if it was a taco bell advertising or a real remedies for labour.

And about this doctor and his nurses:
How about kicking their snobbish a**es to "pathfinder 1" on mars, where such bigheaded people belong to?

God, I hate it, when this "all knowing" bullheaded physicians behaving like they're the only intelligent creatures on earth...arrrrrrrrrrgh

Anyway, it's good to hear everything is finally going well with ya and little Ian.
hey there, i believe all will be fine, my sisters pregancy sounded pretty siimlat to yours and it sure wasn't all that easy for her and the diet but in the end there is this cute little guy that we all love like crazy and i believe in the end with the lovely baby in your arm all worries will be completely gone.
diabetes is annoying but not that bad really, i've been diabetic for years and you get very used to it as long as you take care a bit.

happy to hear your test went fine, good luck for the next few weeks heidi!
lots of love,
silke
Ready or not, here comes the drop...

We think he might have dropped over the weekend. Friday, I had to leave work early because I felt "unusual." Couldn't explain it if I tried...I was just really off and needing to lie down. Later, at the movies, (we saw Big Fish...) I had three sets of harsh cramps, 20 minutes apart, and it was the first time we actually wondered, "is this it?" I decided to wait it out, finish the movie, walk around...not call the doctor unless my water broke or the cramps got worse and more regular. The cramps did eventually stop, and while they really hurt, they didn't go all the way across and around like they're supposed to.

What we DID notice though...my belly suddenly looks lower (like, it used to be up near my boobs and now you can place your whole hand between under my boobs and where my belly starts), I can suddenly BREATHE again without getting breathless, and it hurts about 10x worse to walk and sometimes the pressure feels like he's going to fall out. So...we think he may have dropped. We're going to check with the doctor tomorrow afternoon to confirm this.

Has anyone else actually FELT, or sensed the drop? (not mine, I mean, yours or your spouse's...)
Heidi, I remember that awful pelvic pain! My doctor termed it "pelvic pressure pain". I had it really bad with my 1st pregnancy. The only relief I could get was by sitting on a large exercise ball and visits to the chiropractor seemed to help too. How nice it is you can breathe again though, huh? I felt both of my girls drop down and they were both breech and both 5 weeks early. I would imagine the sensation would've been stronger still, if their heads had been engaged in my pelvic floor and not their feet and butts! You must be so excited that he's almost ready to make his grand entrance!
Ummmm.....OK....Wow....

Just back from our doctor appointment and not only HAS the baby dropped into "launch" position as suspected, but apparently, I could go anytime! According to the calendar, I am 33 weeks. However...When they measure you, the rule is generally centimetres = weeks along. I'm measuring 37 cm!!!!

Next up is another sonogram, so they can see whether he's just big, see if he's actually old enough to be born (according to how developed his internals are...it would indicate a miscalculation in dates). In any case, they will be monitoring "our" size from now on, and either I *will* just be delivering early, or after a certain point he'll get so big, I have to be induced.

Next appointment is the one where I have to start going up in the stirrups and going every week...so this was the kids' last time coming with us. Wink She actually did say something to the degree of, "if you go into labor before the appointment though, call us, OK?"

So. APRIL 11, MY ASS!!!!! We have a Pisces. George Harrison was a Pisces. My mom is a Pisces. That'll totally work for me!**

**Unless it happens on Oscar night, then I'll be MAD, even though a February 29 birthday might be cool and we'd have to give him a second middle name...Oscar. Just watch...Murphy's Law...what promises to be the best Oscars show in 20 years coming up, and me "ready to go anytime." Oh DEAR....
Sonogram last Friday: He weighs 6 pounds, 6 ounces (heavier than my existing son was when he was born at 40 weeks...), measures at 37 weeks when according to the calendar I was only 33 weeks. He is in fact in position and a term baby, now. This confirms much of what we suspected.

We believe I will deliver within two weeks. I am hoping so, mostly because the pressure, fatigue/dizziness and swelling have become a lot worse, I'm having mildly painful but intermittent contractions, and mobility is painful and difficult. (I went to the grocery store yesterday and it all but wrecked me for the rest of the day.) I missed two days' work last week because I just couldn't go...I have the urge to stay at home and keep my family close to me. I felt that way today, but I'm here at work...and swelling up like a balloon. I've started conversations with Council regarding when I'm allowed to start missing meetings and how many. I'm not even going to make it until my "last day of work" on March 12, let alone April 11!

The most awesome thing at the sonogram...we saw his face. We didn't get a photo which did the moment justice, but...we saw his face and saw it very clearly. He's not the skeletal alien we saw in November...he's now an actual, real, live baby...chubby with huge cheeks like his Mommy. He still likes to rub his head with his right hand.

No more nightmares about three eyes, "elephant head" or deformed face. He's perfect, he's beautiful, and I can't begin to describe how moving that was to realize.
"Two updates in one day, lying in the depths of your imagination..."

Last night during the Oscars, my legs were swollen and blotchy, even elevated. I woke up swollen, and had my legs up at work all day, but they were still swollen and blotchy. I called the doctor to find out if we should be worried.

While I was trying to make it to March 12 at work, I was advised I need to stop NOW. So today was my last day, I'll be hanging at home until my water breaks (something I have a serious urge to do anyway). I'm relieved to not have to go to work, but mildly concerned about the financials (though I'm choosing to focus more on resting and being well). Borough Council agreed that this plus the sonogram gives me an excuse to be a member-at-large until Ian gets here...the local code says I can be removed after missing two meetings without a good reason, but everyone agrees my reasons are, well, good. Wink

They also agree I might not make it to my March 10 appointment, and want me to come in within 3 days and then to have close together appointments for the duration. So it's looking like, 3 weeks max. I won't bore people after every single weekly turn in the stirrups to say how dillated I am...but will answer private questions if there's a need. Hopefully my next post to this thread will involve a happy announcement!
"I'm still heeeeeere......I'm still heeeeeeere...."

So. 37 weeks, 1 cm dillated, not effaced at all. I'm posting this out of sheer boredom because the whole "sitting around the house unable to go anywhere or do anything because I'm either in too much pain or too tired" schtick is driving me crazy. So yes...I'm being completely self-indulgent in order to keep from going nuts...forgive me, it's the isolation.

Another sonogram yesterday confirmed what we already knew. He's big...over 9 pounds, over the 90th percentile, which is called LGA ("large for gestational age," which is higher risk). His arms and legs are normal size, but his head is big and he has a gargantuan chubby belly (which is measuring at 42 weeks). As far as how much amniotic fluid he has left, he's borderline, and I have to get that re-checked next week if he's still in there. Now we have to wait until Thursday to see what (if anything) they're going to actually DO with this information.

Our practice has 7 doctors, and since we rotate, the good news is, we know all the doctors and will have no surprises on Labor Day. The bad news is, with seven different chefs stirring the soup, we can't get a straight answer or the same opinion. One doctor told me they'd induce at 37 weeks (ie THIS WEEK) if Ian came back LGA after the sonogram. Another doctor told us their policy is to not induce anyone until 39 weeks. Eeker

I'm frustrated, to say the least. I hurt a lot, can barely walk, and am not sleeping...and can't take anything for it...so two more weeks of this, when all it will do is make a big baby even bigger and force a C-section, is not an idea I'm happy with at all. Heck. Everything I've ever read says that 37 weeks is a term baby...I'm trying really hard to keep my eye on the prize and stay positive, but am having little luck. It was all I could do to wait these last three weeks, knowing yesterday's sonogram might be the ticket to end this...now, I may have to wait another two, and it's incredibly hard and disappointing.

It's not ALL about *my* discomfort or inconvenience. It's much moreso about knowing my own body and my own limits, and the risks to both of us if he gets much bigger...because the one thing all the doctors HAVE agreed on is that 10 pounds is the danger point. At least if it's over I won't have to worry anymore about whether the two of us will be OK.
Heidi, I swear I was JUST thinking about you this morning and wondering if the baby had decided to make his appearance! Good God woman, you must be miserable! I can't imagine the agnoy of a nearly 10 pound baby would feel like! What in hell are they waiting for? I mean, his lungs are certainly mature enough and he's BIG enough, let's bring him on out! I would hate to see the doctors have you labor for hours on end only to determine he's too big to pass and a c-section is needed. I'm assuming here, but I'm guessing you've done all the standard stuff to bring labor on? I'm facing west and sending you all the positive labor vibes I can muster!

Patti
Awwwww poor Heidi. By all means be self indulgent. You are entitled under the circumstances. You must be so uncomfortable carrying such a big baby.

My kids were 10 and 11 days overdue. Both were born the night before they were scheduled to be induced. So you might want to ask your dr to schedule you to be induced tomorrow Wink Worked for me!!

Im sending you 'go into labor' vibes as we speak!
Breathe!! Push!!!!!
You know, it's too bad those doctors can't put a gizmo on their head like in that movie Brainstorm and actually FEEL your pain!!!

I don't see the reason to wait either, if he's big enough, then go ahead with induction! Crummy doctors!

Hang in there, Heidi, we're all thinking about you and sending you well-wishes!
Well, a lot of us have big 'uns the natural way, So I wouldn't necessarily be concerned if your doctors are not. If the doctors agree to induce you, that's great, but I think there's a trend these days to not letting ladies go very many days over their due dates. Which I'm not sure about because nobody knows what really triggers labor. My personal belief is that absent any danger signs you're better off letting nature take its sweet slow course.

My daughter (who was a mere 8lbs 15 oz) was two weeks late! Longest two weeks of my life. But I gotta say, she was evidently putting the time to good use: She's going to UCLA this fall.

Hang in there. Don't try any laxative home-labor-inducers - not pretty from what I hear! Make everybody pamper you. Cry hard if they do not. I'm thinking of you!
GO HEIDI, GO!! Squeeze him, push him out, WAAAAY OUT!!

Thought you might need a little "cheer"!!

In the last couple of years doctors have been getting crap about performing too many "unnecessary" c-sections. Especially from insurance companies, who have to pay for the procedure that is almost 10 times the cost of a natural birth. So current ideology is to give the patient every opportunity to give birth naturally. HA......I knew 24 hours before my doctors did that induction wasn't going to work. Maisie needed help! I hope that your birthing experience is easier and SHORTER than mine was! Can't wait to see Ian!

Gen
Four words: TOTALLY DISAGREE WITH JANE. Frowner (And no offense, but anyone with that vein of advice lately isn't getting the nicest response from me. I'll certainly be more courteous here.)

All they're doing by prolonging this (AGAIN) is allowing him to get bigger, which increases the risk to both of us. And Wednesday, not only were they still completely devoid of any common sense whatsoever, but they essentially also called me stupid, a liar, a whiner, and a bully.

FACT: If their sole argument up to this point has been based on a calendar that they refuse to deviate from, then there's something wrong if the excuse now becomes "what if the calendar is a few days off in the wrong direction." It proves their calendar has been full of CRAP all along, and that this is ONLY about liability and not about Ian or about me. They can't have it both ways.

FACT: Even with my other two kids, my cervix didn't dillate any further than 3cm by itself, without pitocin. I was in hard labor, both times, without being "ripe," which is why my other two labors were 19 hours and 22 hours respectively, even WITHOUT the complication and higher risk of increased size.

FACT: My body is getting to a point where it can't handle this anymore. I'm starting to *lose* weight, among several other worsening issues (dizzy spells, only being able to stay awake for 3 hours at a time, inability to be upright for longer than 15 minutes without swelling up like a huge hostile souffle) which make my quality of life pretty close to zero.

FACT: Nobody has heard from me because I'm so frustrated and upset, and so absolutely incapable of remaining positive or optimistic, that I'm hiding under a rock.
Get a new doctor, and if you can, try someone wholistic. I don't do Western Medicine, and you can probably see why at this point. Too much guessing and too much manipulation of people just to have things measure up with charts and books even if those totally disconnect from logic or even the patient's need.

I won't get started beyond that, but I will say to go to someone else. Or go to the emergency room and explain that you need to be induced because the continued pregnancy is starting to put multiple lives at risk. Not sure if these work but these are just some ideas.
Heidi - I'm so sorry that this has turned into such an ordeal for you. Don't let the doctors treat you like you're stupid - remind them that it's your body and child and that you know what they are telling you! My kids were born at 36 & 37 weeks and they were fine - other than my daughter having to spend a single night in the hospital under the bili lights for a moderate case of jaundice. And they were 7 lbs. 2 oz and 8 lbs. even respectively. If they had gone any longer, I'm sure my wife would have had to have a C-section. Tell them you'll sign a waiver or whatever but insist on what you know is right for you and your baby! I NEVER doubt that maternal instinct!
Heidi,

perhaps you should remind them that the relationship that you have with them is one of a fiduciary nature. They may advise you, they are to give you your options, but the decision is up to you, and your husband, and if you demand to be induced, then they have a duty to do so. Doctors so often forget that it is the patient's decision. End of advice.

Best to you from me, it can't be much longer either way, and I am trying to send good vibes to you all.
i've adopted a new attitude since the weekend: BRING IT ON!!!!!!

i've been deliberately doing ridiculous things to try to shake him loose, like cleaning and bending over too much, walking around a lot, eating foods i know upset my constitution (stopping just short of castor oil, thank you!), jumping up and down, generally doing WAY too much running around. on my third lap around babies r' us (which i selected because it's someplace pregnant ladies are expected to be, plus they have rest rooms and water fountains and comfy rocking chairs all over in case i need to sit...) someone was like, uh, should you be walking around so much? i was like YES, DAMMIT!!! i've even been listening to rap. any time i have an ache or pain i clench my teeth and yell, "BRING IT, BITCH!!!" my husband is hoping that this manic behavior means something. Wink

believe me, i'd love nothing more than to adopt sue's credo...but fiduciary as it may be, these clowns still have the power to determine what gets passed on to insurance and what we get stuck for (which could be in the thousands and screw us up pretty good...) same case with deb's idea...we can't afford anything not covered by our insurance.

depending on what they say at my appointment tomorrow morning, i'm likely to be, shall we say, UNPLEASANT unless they effing DO something. even if that means i have a little april fool on my hands. i promise, by the way, that i will resist the urge to play the "i had the baby...april fool!" joke on thursday...it'll be hard...but you guys have been way too nice to me in spite of my latent, hostile, "momzilla" tendencies.
Greg has the right idea, I know many a baby that was encouraged to make their appearance after mom & dad had a nice bout of bed dancing! I use to be a host for a couple of years over on babyzone.com and I think I have read it all regarding pregnancy and birth. It's very frightening, especially when you are informed and educated. Seriously! I use to wish I could be as blindly innocent about pregnancy as these newbies that posted on the msg boards. People think that once you get to the end of 9 months that it's all in the bag and it's not. Woman have to constantly fight & stand up for themselves when it comes to the ob/gyn and midwives. You end up pestering and fighting for the reassuring ultrasounds, the quanatative hcg levels and for a safe delivery at all cost. I mean, we all know that it's not like they want make us miserable and fearful of our baby's safety, but I think too often they get too desensitized to the whole process and forget that us mothers are privately freaking out in our minds about a million things and we know we have no control over any of it! We need comfort, reassurance and someone to be proactive and take control, not someone to dismiss us as a hormonal sleep deprived pain in the rear.
well, unless 1) baby measures over 4500g at tomorrow morning's sonogram (he was 4150 on the 23rd), or 2) there is some kind of issue with the amount of amniotic fluid (it was borderline on the 23rd), i'm now being required to continue *past* my due date: april 11 is easter, but they "generously" offered to induce me on the 12th. so much for common sense.

i knew, as soon as he said, "i just attended a conference last week where doctors from yale presented new data..." that i was totally screwed. at least he was nice about it this time, but there are no words to describe how i feel about being jerked around by this practice for six weeks, only to now be presented with *this* course of action.

i'm going back to bed now.
Nope. Nuthin'.

The ultrasound person refused to measure the baby because they have an "office policy" stating they can only measure babies once every 14 days (and I had been there a week earlier, and you'd think my OB's would have known about this "rule" because they work with the ultrasound office all the time...). Needless to say, once my OB's were unable to get a new measurement, they refuse to induce me until April 12 at 7am, because it's the day after my "official" due date.

"Unless you go sooner," they cheerfully say.

I want to punch someone.

The good news is, no matter how upet I am with my doctors at this point, the waiting period appears to be finite even though by April 12, Ian is pacing to weigh 11 pounds and we are concerned about the risks.

Sooo....a couple people have asked what they can do for me...hope he comes soon; wish me patience and strength; this Easter week, focus on new life and new beginnings; send me good visions and happy thoughts for me to focus on because my deliveries are never short.

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