(Warning: This entry is mostly for me to remember – so feel free to skip if this stuff bores you.)
As any mother who has had more than one child knows each pregnancy is usually just a little bit different than the other and each one usually comes with new cravings, woes, tiredness, and aches and pains. However, when I discovered the miracle drug zofran with Dawson, I thought my BIG pregnancy woes were over! No more nausea for me baby!! Yay!
When I found out in December that I was pregnant with baby number four I immediately called my Doctor to see if I could get a prescription for zofran which during my pregnancy with Dawson COMPLETELY saved me. It turned me from a bed ridden couch potato who felt nauseous all day to a crazy busy woman who could take care of two children and a husband in the bishopric, move to a new house, all the while being doubled up on classes for my masters degree!
So you can imagine that my expectation this time around was that I was home free as long as I had my zofran. It would of course again be my saving grace, right? Unfortunately the answer to that was a BIG NO! For some reason when the sicky ickies of pregnancy began (around week 6 or 7 which happened to be the beginning of January) zofran seemed to do almost nothing – maybe take the edge off of the nausea, but that was it. In fact my first two times throwing up were while I was on zofran. WHAAATTT? Little Miracle pill – what happened to you? Don’t you still love me? I was devastated. Would I really have to suffer through the ickies of pregnancy again?
It appeared that this pregnancy was going to be a LOT different than the others. Harder and more intense for sure! At least the first 6 weeks…BUT, another little thing happened that hadn’t before. At almost exactly 12 weeks I slowly started feeling better. At first it was just my mornings that I had a little break in my nausea, and then a few weeks later it started spreading into my afternoons, and now I usually feel okay until about 7:00 or 8:00 pm. SIMPLY Wonderful! My late nights are still consistently bad and I spend most of them reading in bed or watching shows, but who can complain having MOST of my day without intense nausea. Sure I have swoops of it here and there, but for the most part, I am feeling SO much better. With my boys it usually took me until my 17th-20th week to start feeling even remotely better so this has been a very welcomed change indeed.
My cravings also seem to be different this time around. I still somewhat like sweets – where as with the boys I HATED anything sweet, and I have actually mostly liked food (usually NOTHING sounds good to me). If I had to pick one craving I’ve had though it is everything potatoes. Potato salad, mashed potatoes, baked potatoes, fries, cheesy potatoes, twice baked potatoes. They all just sound so good and so far have been my staple food when I’m feeling sick. I’ve also been quite the connoisseur of easy mac and cheese and ginger ale.
I’m afraid to admit it too- for fear that I am DEAD wrong, but because of all the differences in this pregnancy I’ve allowed myself to get hopeful that this baby is indeed a GIRL. It doesn’t help either that Branson prays every night for it to be a girl and Harry is convinced it is a “sister” because… well… “we need one!” Makes sense right? My doctor also says things like, “sounds like the heartbeat of a girl,” or “well I’m not seeing any boy parts in this ultrasound!” Ahhhh! I’m usually so good at mentally preparing for a boy but am afraid I’ve allowed myself to get hopeful this time. Not that I wouldn’t be thrilled with a boy. We love our boys. But I would so like to have at least one girl. There is just something special about the relationship between a mother and a daughter that is just slightly different than that bond between a mother and her sons. Bothrelationship are wonderful – but I yearn to have both types in my life. I hope that makes sense. But either way we will welcome this little one with open arms into our family!
Anyway, to end off with I thought I’d share a few baby bump photos for posterity sake!
Sometime in February (I believe I was 11-12 weeks along)
14.5 weeks along
