Will my life ever get to revolve around MY schedule?
Things have been hectic as usual. So much so that I wonder if anything in my life is going to ever revolve around MY schedule. As I say that I feel selfish but at the same time I don't. And when I say it, for example, I mean things like simply enjoying a relaxing hot bubble bath- I have been in my house for over 2 years now and one of the draws about the master bathroom was that it had a huge garden tub in it and I have yet to take a bath in it. There is only time in my life to get in quick showers and heaven forbid I take a shower long enough to shave my legs as that will send the kids or husband to the edge and they will begin banging on the door asking "how much longer" until I get out. My own body isn't even my own....
A month ago I ended up in the hospital. I had started my period about a week or so early one Saturday. That evening I was hemmorhaging and passing huge clots. It was late when it got bad like that and the kids were already asleep and my husband had taken his sleep aid so my mother went with me to the ER. They ran blood tests and did a pelvic exam. During the exam the doctor said my cervix didn't look "normal".
In the past I had to have what is called a LEEP procedure due to "precancerous" cells as my doctor at the time explained it. So with my medical history and family medical history, the doctor wanted to check for cancer. They also did an ultrasound to see what was causing the clots. I even ended up passing out on the hospital floor.
The doctor came into room that they put me in after the tests and asked my mom to step out (privacy laws) while she told me what they had found. I was preparing myself for cancer and was ready to hear her say that was what was causing everything. Instead she says "You're pregnant. About 6 1/2 weeks along..."
"What?! How?"
I was on birth control, and not just the usual low dose kind that most women take as I had gone through so many different types of those and none of them worked (say hi to kids 1-3) so I was on a medium dose one. Not only was I on birth control, the last time my husband and I did anything was December (I know that sad but between 3 kids and both of us working long hours and my paranoia about getting pregnant-love the irony) and I had my period since, I had NO idea or suspicion that I was pregnant.
"So am I having a miscarriage?"
"No" - then what was going on?! The doctor said I was having a "threatened miscarriage" which is basically the bleeding and all like a miscarriage but the fetus is still healthy with a healthy heartbeat.
So I called my husband before my mom came back into the room and told him. He reacted the same as I did. My mother came in and I told her and she was just as shocked.
They put me in the observation area of the hospital to keep an eye on my bleeding making sure I didn't end up needing a transfusion and did another ultrasound before I was released. I didn't get to go home until Monday afternoon. They sent me home with an 80/20 chance of miscarrying but there was nothing that could be done to prevent it if it was going to happen. I was told to follow up with the doctor in 2 weeks if nothing happened in the mean time.
I have now been to the doctor twice and so far so good and the doctor thinks we are pretty much in the clear and I should be in the "safe" zone at 14 weeks. 11 weeks now so only a few more to go. We decided we will tell the kids once we hit that mark but we may need to sooner as I am starting to show already. I think I am showing already since this one is so close together with Lily. They are only going to be 16 months apart in age.
Then we have my oldest's school schedule and her girl scouts and my son's school schedule and his therapies during the week. Top that off with my work schedule which is based on other families schedules since my preschool is childcare hours and my weekends I squeeze in any errands or chores, babysitting, birthday parties, family functions, etc...
I NEED A VACATION!
This weekend I am currently trying to schedule a make up session for one of my son's therapies and am scheduling around that to go to my parents' to visit with them since they just got back from FL and they brought my grandmother back with them (due to her health issues). I caught myself trying to figure out how we can finagle a weekend trip to play on the beach in CA just to get outta town for a few days.... Maybe we can head up to my in-laws' cabin in Payson for an overnight getaway.
Or maybe just a morning I can sleep in and then go fishing....
A month ago I ended up in the hospital. I had started my period about a week or so early one Saturday. That evening I was hemmorhaging and passing huge clots. It was late when it got bad like that and the kids were already asleep and my husband had taken his sleep aid so my mother went with me to the ER. They ran blood tests and did a pelvic exam. During the exam the doctor said my cervix didn't look "normal".
In the past I had to have what is called a LEEP procedure due to "precancerous" cells as my doctor at the time explained it. So with my medical history and family medical history, the doctor wanted to check for cancer. They also did an ultrasound to see what was causing the clots. I even ended up passing out on the hospital floor.
The doctor came into room that they put me in after the tests and asked my mom to step out (privacy laws) while she told me what they had found. I was preparing myself for cancer and was ready to hear her say that was what was causing everything. Instead she says "You're pregnant. About 6 1/2 weeks along..."
"What?! How?"
I was on birth control, and not just the usual low dose kind that most women take as I had gone through so many different types of those and none of them worked (say hi to kids 1-3) so I was on a medium dose one. Not only was I on birth control, the last time my husband and I did anything was December (I know that sad but between 3 kids and both of us working long hours and my paranoia about getting pregnant-love the irony) and I had my period since, I had NO idea or suspicion that I was pregnant.
"So am I having a miscarriage?"
"No" - then what was going on?! The doctor said I was having a "threatened miscarriage" which is basically the bleeding and all like a miscarriage but the fetus is still healthy with a healthy heartbeat.
So I called my husband before my mom came back into the room and told him. He reacted the same as I did. My mother came in and I told her and she was just as shocked.
They put me in the observation area of the hospital to keep an eye on my bleeding making sure I didn't end up needing a transfusion and did another ultrasound before I was released. I didn't get to go home until Monday afternoon. They sent me home with an 80/20 chance of miscarrying but there was nothing that could be done to prevent it if it was going to happen. I was told to follow up with the doctor in 2 weeks if nothing happened in the mean time.
I have now been to the doctor twice and so far so good and the doctor thinks we are pretty much in the clear and I should be in the "safe" zone at 14 weeks. 11 weeks now so only a few more to go. We decided we will tell the kids once we hit that mark but we may need to sooner as I am starting to show already. I think I am showing already since this one is so close together with Lily. They are only going to be 16 months apart in age.
Then we have my oldest's school schedule and her girl scouts and my son's school schedule and his therapies during the week. Top that off with my work schedule which is based on other families schedules since my preschool is childcare hours and my weekends I squeeze in any errands or chores, babysitting, birthday parties, family functions, etc...
I NEED A VACATION!
This weekend I am currently trying to schedule a make up session for one of my son's therapies and am scheduling around that to go to my parents' to visit with them since they just got back from FL and they brought my grandmother back with them (due to her health issues). I caught myself trying to figure out how we can finagle a weekend trip to play on the beach in CA just to get outta town for a few days.... Maybe we can head up to my in-laws' cabin in Payson for an overnight getaway.
Or maybe just a morning I can sleep in and then go fishing....
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