Holy Smokes...

I'm definitely pregnant.  I just weighed myself last night and just realized that I have gained a significant amount of weight.  I have finally stopped getting sick, which is a huge improvement and a major part of the weight gain, I'm sure.  I hope this means that Polly has decided to have a growth spurt.  I guess we will soon find out. I have started to be able to feel Polly's movements a little bit more consistently now, which is really reassuring.  I can't wait for Beau to be able to experience this.

My job is still not the best, but I realized that living here is actually going to be a good thing.  I was able to get to my home town in one and half hours last weekend.  It was wonderful.  I headed over to visit with friends and family after working Saturday morning.  I could have never done that in the past.  I got to spend time with Misty and see her two beautiful girls.  Then I got to visit with my mom, my dad, two aunts, three cousins, and my grandma.  The weekend couldn't have been better.

Mist and I went shopping at baby stores and I was overwhelmed by all the baby items out there.  Beau and I really need to get cracking on this.  We've only bought a diaper bag, diapers, and wipes.  We have a lot to do over the next 17 weeks.  My mom, aunt and cousins went shopping at the outlet mall and picked up some maternity clothes.  Then we meet up with my dad and my other aunt and went for a hike.  The weather has been so nice.  Definitely a big contrast to the MN weather we were used to.

We are super excited about the up coming weekend when Birkley, Lauren and Zane come to visit.  I am going to squeeze Birkley up all weekend.

I'm Back

After 8 months or so, I decided it is time to jump back on the blogging bandwagon. I had to cut myself off after last summer. Blogging just reminded me of bad times and definitely was not a way to cope or connect with family and friends like I had originally set it up to be.

I'm better now and feel like it is time to share again.

Here is just a glimpse of what you've been missing out on over the last 8 months:

After the D&C, I hit rock bottom. It must have been one of my worst summers ever. I tried my hardest to keep it together, but everything just kept falling apart. Finally through the grace of the drug industry and running, I finally started to get a grip on my life again. Running got nixed after I got a stress fracture, so the drug dose got upped and things started to look up.

After much persuasion, I agreed to do a second cycle of IVF. I was ready to turn away from IVF all together, but it was important to Beau, so we went for it. We did this cycle on our own and kept it a secret from pretty much everyone. Anything that could have gone wrong with the cycle did. Supposed poor response, possible cancellation, possible rejection from the shared risk program, slow embryo division, extremely low HCG levels, early bleeding, small gestational age, and high miscarriage risk. All the negativity and doubt has made us very cautious with this pregnancy. I am very thankful that we have made it this far, but everyday I wait for it to come to an end.

In the midst of all that turmoil, we made the decision to move closer to family (disclaimer...it really was me). We moved to OH in January and let me tell you this state has not been good to us. My job is really crap, Beau's going to lose his job, supposedly, so had to cancel on the house we were going to build, we live in a tiny apartment that will probably become permanent, we've supposedly sold our MN house because we've agreed to hemorrhage money to the buyer and I've been sick for over three weeks with a sinus infection. The one big plus is that we have got to see family and that makes everything else not seem quite so bad.

Our pregnancy status to date. I am currently 21 weeks pregnant with a baby girl, deemed P.olly P.ocket, because she insists on being tiny and has no intention of catching up. Polly has measured behind since her 6 week ultrasound and is slowly getting farther behind. She started out 4-5 days behind and now measures one and a half to two weeks behind in gestational size. Everything looks good anatomically, so we have another ultrasound at 24 weeks to make sure Polly is growing at a consistent rate. If she isn't, I think the doctor will have some test ran to see what is the contributing factor. Hopefully she just wants to be a Polly Pocket and live in our pockets so she never has to go to day care, and can stay with us always. Polly is very generous and has blessed me with many pregnancy gifts, such as: almost daily vomiting, projectile vomiting, peeing my pants, leg cramps, insane night sweats and terrible acne. I'm not complaining about any of these symptoms, it is the only thing that makes me feel pregnant, but I have to say no one told me about the peeing your pants thing while vomiting. That is not good times.

One post down, hopefully many more to come.