My Lady of the Lantern

This week and the last have been hectic work-wise.  Figlia has overcome another bout of upset bowels. I initially assumed teething, but I think it is the season that was doing the number on her. I am in love with Entero.ger.mina because it suits her well and she takes it without a fuss.  My first appointment with the doctor was prefaced by a routine noting down of my weight and BP, and I was shocked (really) that I started this pregnancy at a much higher weight than the last two. It made me cringe, and I know that I (do not) have lot of scope for weight gain.  I haven't been feeling very engaged in the current pregnancy. I am connected to the baby within, but not the condition.  I can also guarantee that it does not feel like the days are flying by (pregnancy-wise), but I just notice the change of pregnancy week as a blip in my brain, rather than mentally crossing off every day on the calendar as was my norm before.  Nausea has thankfully ea...

Figlia has joined a dance class (at her daycare). The daycare lady organized the class, but fees is extra and so it is an opt-in. From what I hear, Figzy is enjoying it.  - - -  I wonder if the baby thing is going a bit too far. Figzy insists that she too has a baby in her tummy. And while we are that, she rubs DH's belly too to pat the baby. DH has been trying to point out that it's not true, and only Mumma has the baby, but I think now Figzy insists only for amusement. - - -  We are again in the potty training game. Figzy tells when she wants to go pee, and that happens accident-free.  But she still does not say about the other job till she has done it, and after washing her pjs and her for a few evenings (we have not been able to establish a potty schedule so far), I did make her wear a diaper in the evening yesterday.  As such, we are now using diapers for nap-time and overnight use. - - -  Speaking of naps, Figzy went n...

Meh: I have nausea - the one that makes me puke kind; the one that hits me any time of the day kind. Not-Meh: I am pregnant. Meh: I have acidity; and digestive issues. Not-Meh: I am pregnant. Meh: My hair isn't falling out but my skin has dry patches.  Not-Meh: I am pregnant. Meh: My doc advised me to not hold Figzy for long, but I do have to relent and hold her.  Not-Meh: Figzy is communicating with the baby already, spontaneously. She kisses my belly, and says "Hi!". Meh: I have to plan a few things. I am planning for the months ahead; specifically the third trimester, and I hate to have make changes for myself and my daughter. She would go with me. It would disrupt her life too. Not-Meh: Eventually, we all re-group at one place and take it from there. 

Stupid Stupid Office! These guys make me work, can you believe it? I mean, how dare they, right? Anyways, work got in the way of this update. I cam back from the hospital a few hours back.  There's a baby in there. And baby M's heart is beating! I couldn't contain my squealing. I dreamt of a white tiger today morning, but you have no idea of the range of dumbing measures I employed over the week to keep myself from obsessing over today's appointment.  As of today I am good. Good. There's more I want to say and I hope to say it in a couple of days. But, I am good.   :-)

Had an u/s today. One gestational sac was seen but the doc wasn't satisfied by whatever that she could/couldn't see inside the sac. "There can be several reasons", she said and asked to repeat the sonography in seven days . I don't feel hopeless currently and hopefully I can sustain this numb mind frame till next Thursday. Come on, baby!!!

Just want to put into words the gratitude I feel for this pregnancy.  And even though there are going to be twenty thousand whines that will be creeping up in the next few months, I am just very very relieved to have achieved this, to have managed this. 

I had a blood draw on Thursday, and the results were out yesterday. It's a soothing 1004. Yup. I had a telephonic conversation with someone in the lab, and she conveyed the number to me. Later, when I picked up the report, the guy on the counter took a few extra seconds to "find" and print my report, which gave me enough time to get a nervous twinge. - - - - Still nothing significant to report on symptoms front. I did feel a little queasy last night (though I wonder if it is psychological?). I have been feeling slightly drowsy during the day too, but until the discovery of this week, I felt my lazy stupor was a brought-on of the summer. Historically, I have had night nausea rather than morning sickness in both the pregnancies, so this is nothing out of the line for me. My stomach's turned sensitive. Certain things are doing a number on my bowels.  - - - - I am trying to stay calm and more composed. It's a transformation that happened o...