My Pregnancy So Far....

Get ready for a loooong post!
Some of this is to answer questions that I've been asked but most of it is for my own journaling purposes.
Our little family is growing!I am due October 22nd. On February 19th we found out that Im pregnant. It was exciting and scary at the same time. Exciting for obvious reasons and scary because of how my last pregnancy was. When I was pregnant with Brody I was on Iv home care from 9 to 22 weeks for hyperemesis gravidarum. We made it through and had a happy healthy Brody!

We knew that there'd be a chance that this pregnancy would be the same but we chose to believe that it would be much better...so far we were wrong. I didn't know much about this condition with my first but I know more now. If you don't know what hyperemesis is... Let me explain. It's called HG for short:)
It basically means that I'm allergic to the hormones when I'm pregnant. This causes severe nausea and vomiting which for me results in weight loss and dehydration. This is a condition. It is not morning sickness. It is very difficult emotionally and physically. This time around has been even more difficult than last time because I have Brody to take care of, but can't. That brings feelings of guilt and inadequacy of being a wife and mother.
I am on Iv home care again. I also get zofran through my iv. I started at 10 weeks and am hoping that it won't last as long this time. I am 11.5 weeks right now and will be 12 weeks on tuesday. But just when I feel like its getting better, I hit a low again. Last time I literally thought I was going to die. At least this time I know I can survive because I've experienced it. It's almost worse not to be ignorant sometimes though, if that makes any sense. I have a wonderful home health nurse, which is so nice because I don't have to go anywhere to get my new iv catheters! Jordan and I are pretty much pros at hooking up iv lines, fluid and measuring meds into syringes! Doing this for the second time around, I'm pretty sure I could hook everything up in my sleep:) haha.
My mom was here helping for about ten days. That was a life-saver! It helped so much with Brody and Jordan actually had food to eat:)

Now let me go back a few weeks...to thursday march 14th. I had my first official dr appointment that day (8 weeks). They weren't sure about my due date and I had had some spotting/bleeding so they did an ultrasound. We got to see our healthy baby! Everything looked great and I was nauseas but not too sick at the time. We were in a very good place. We were excited and started discussing how we would tell our family. I was sitting on the counter in the kitchen, I jumped down and suddenly felt a rush of blood. It was instantly through my jeans. I ran to the bathroom in shock. I then passed five very large blood clots over the next 45 mins and continued to bleed. I was an emotioinal wreck because we were sure it was a miscarriage. I knew that if that was true there was nothing that could be done but I desperately needed to know for sure. Considering how much I was bleeding we decided to go to the ER. The nurse took blood and explained that they were going to do an ultrasound. I had to wait for my Iv to fill my bladder and then we went in. To our surprise, the baby was there with a strong heartbeat! Feelings of relief and then confusion took over. If the baby was okay then what had happened?! After a lengthy ultrasound and waiting they found that I had a subcorrionic hematoma. Also known as a tear in my uterus. We were then told that it was considered a threatened miscarriage and at that point could still go either way. I could still miscarry or, like in most cases, it would heal and my pregnancy would continue as normal. I was put in pelvic rest for a few weeks and told to take it easy. It was a very emotional experience. At this point the bleeding has stopped and the tear seems to be healing. Thank goodness!
This was the ultrasound taken at 8 weeks at the OBGYN...

Considering everything that our babies seem to go through during pregnancy I'd say we have pretty strong children:)
We are now hoping that the HG will get better soon and that there will be no more complications.

On a lighter note, I was told that I should write this down. Have you ever ridden one of those motorized shopping cart scooters at wal mart? Well, it's not as fun as it looks. I rode one in winco last pregnancy and it wasn't that bad. This time I decided I really wanted to try to help Jordan get stuff for Easter baskets. I love doing the festive stuff and didn't want to miss out just cause I'm too sick to go out. Well, I hate driving those scooters! It is so embarrassing! Everyone stares at you, wondering. "What's wrong with that girl?" Picture it: an underweight 23 year old girl clumsily driving a bus of a scooter. With a wrap on her arm that looks like a sprained wrist or something. Little do they know that wrap is covering the Iv sticking out of my arm. I'm just trying to spare ppl that sight;) I can barely reach the lever to make the thing go because its so far away. The seat it wayyyy back and there's no way to move it up. Most ppl that drive those are too overweight to walk or too old. I am neither. And if that's not embarrassing enough, if I have to back up the loud beeping lets all of Walmart know! I would rather go all the way around than have to back up! Haha. There is no smooth way to start and stop, especially when someone cuts you off, so you might as well add whiplash to my health problems. ha! I was surprised at how inconsiderate people were too. There is the rule that you're supposed to stay on the right side of the aisle (Jordan kindly reminded me) but not eveyone follows that rule. Therefore, I would go around someone and then the other people would have to go around me and that causes a traffic jam. That's when I would get dirty or annoyed looks. It was very stressful. It really is quite funny if you think about it but seriously, I am so thankful that I don't always have to drive one of those to get around the store. If you ever decide to try it, I suggest doing it on a day other than the day before Easter at Walmart.

I am so grateful for loving family and friends and a loving husband. I don't know how I would get through this without all the words of encouragement and offers to help.
And i'm also grateful for a good little boy to give me loves and cuddles every once in a while. That helps me remember why I go through this:)