I can't quite getting used to seeing "advanced maternal age" as a diagnosis on my check-out sheet when I leave the OB office. I swear to God I'm still in high school. Advanced age?? Seriously?
But yeah ...apparently seriously. This two step integrated NT scan thing is becoming a pain in my keister. I had the second draw done just yesterday. Which um...doesn't make sense to me. I thought that the whole point of the test was to get results in the first trimester? Anyway. They still don't anticipate having results for another couple of weeks ...and I'm old ...and had another episode of bleeding on Wednesday at work so I'm being turfed to MFM. I'm not sure for how long. My weight is already up 6 pounds ...which isn't a great thing this early in the pregnancy. I keep trying to remind myself that I'm starting this pregnancy out 30 pounds lighter than the last one ...but I really liked my 13 pound gain for the entire pregnancy the last time. It's probably up 12 pounds today, in all honesty ...because I bought a loaf of pretzel bread at Whole Foods and between baby A2 and I, the entire thing might already be gone. My god it's good.
AHHHHHH. Sorry. Had to get that out. Stupid pelvic pain from symphysis pubis dysfunction is back. Already. I could cry just thinking about it, honestly. I'm going to attempt to start PT now - even though they say it's useless and the pain is mild right now. There's NO way I can go through what I did post-partum with the last pregnancy. Can. Not. Do. It. So ..I'll push through whatever during this pregnancy in an attempt to come out at the end with some muscle tone somewhere. I'm really, really nervous about having this pain with my job. Even on "limited" activity at work, I'm walking at least 4 miles a day. By my fourth 12 hour day, every step is painful. Towards the end of the last pregnancy, I could barely walk 10 feet without crying. The OB still wants me off work - or at the very least working no more than 6 hours a day. I convinced her to let me push through until I see the MFM so I can try and come up with some sort of compromise. I have to work if we want to eat and keep our house.
Other than the terrifying episode of bleeding, we've had a really good week. I'm trying to adjust to having an almost 16 year old that has friends that are driving her all over everywhere. It's painful. And scary. And somewhat wonderful to see her blossom. We spent the day at the Detroit Zoo on Thursday. Baby A2 could not be more fascinated by everything zoo lately. My town has a cute little zoo that is the perfect size for him - with mostly farm animals. He can run through the entire thing without a stroller and goes nearly every day with his Mimi (my mom). The BIIIIIIIG zoo, as he calls it, was completely fascinating. We spent over an hour watching the gorillas and chimps alone. And I spent at least 20 minutes trying to convince him that an anteater was not, in fact, an elephant despite the long nose. Too freakin' cute.
Hope everyone else is having a great summer!