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Reflections so far…

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I will unabashedly admit my freaking out at the first positive pregnancy test. And even more freaking out at the second one, in between which I freaked out because I almost knocked my pee into the sink. Now I would like to say THANK YOU to Karen Kleiman – her book, What Am I Thinking: Having a Baby after Postpartum Depression, definitively put things into perspective for me. In fact, I would go so far as to say it is BECAUSE of that book you are reading this blog right now.

I will also admit that early on, I hoped for a miscarriage, which is extremely difficult for me to type. I had no clue how we were going to handle another babe – the finances, the potential of PPD, my physical reaction to pregnancy. So far, we’re doing ok. Chris just got a raise at work and is intensely focusing on starting his own business, a personal technology consulting business. He LOVES to press buttons so this is perfect for him. I’m still a bit on edge about the potential of PPD but keep reminding myself I am in a much better place now than I was with either of the prior pregnancies, I have a huge support network in place – heck, this time last year, it was just God, me, my husband, meds, and a barely 6 month old with a new palate and I was still pumping breastmilk. (Course, God being there was HUGE!) And now, I have email in my inbox from Karen Kleiman (who stumbled across my site and is now referring HER clients to my blog…I appreciate it!), Jane Honikman (founder of PSI), and Pec Indman (co-author of Beyond the Blues w/Shoshanna Bennett), Katherine Stone of Postpartum Progress, Tara Mock of Outofthevalley.org, and access to ALL of the PSI Coordinators across the globe!  And I am eternally grateful to some local folks too – to the President of Nuci’s Space, Linda Phillips – for granting me not only meeting space for the women I help, but for helping me connect with my current therapist. I truly owe Linda quite a bit. I have been just dumbfounded at how far I’ve come in just 12 months. I know the possibility of falling is there – but I  am resting easy knowing what I know, educating my family and local support about what to watch for, how to help, etc. Hopefully I won’t fall as far this time – heck, hopefully I won’t fall at all! What a wonderful gift that would be indeed!

 And last but not least, my thoughts have truly shifted these past couple of weeks – and I am now seeing this baby as a gift – a reward, even, for having survived what I have in the past 19 months. I am truly relearning to trust in God and walk with Him. Still can’t quote bible verses off the top of my head – don’t think I ever will be able to do that (I bite at memorization), but my heart has finally found peace with all of this and I am hoping to continue within this peace and truly enjoy the rest of my pregnancy. This morning after Chris woke up, I laid on my back for a few moments and Cameron (baby) was right at my belly button. I poked him and he kicked/hit back. We played for a few minutes until he decided he didn’t want to be poked anymore and relocated. I knew even in early pregnancy that once i connected with the baby like I did this morning, I would be ok and everything would make sense. Thing is – I was wrong – it happened BEFORE…and that experience served to make our bond stronger.

I can’t wait to meet little Cameron!

Dear God, make the excrutiating pain go away! (please?)

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PT yesterday went pretty well. Had a new therapist, didn’t much like her at first but I got her to warm up. She had me do some new exercises and I didn’t get to rest as much in the deep end though. :-( I did fine yesterday… today has been a whole ‘nother story though.

At 420a this morning, I woke up and had to go to the bathroom. I attempted to roll over… and I winced. Loudly. It took me 10 minutes to get out of bed and one of the options I contemplated was just going right there – yes, it hurt that badly. I finally crossed my ankles, squeezed my thighs together, pulled my body pillow out, and rolled over onto my back. I managed to roll over to my right side and sit up, wincing and crying the whole way. My first step almost caused me to fall – the pain was even more intense once I tried to bear weight. I held onto the bed almost the whole way out of the room (we have a small room). Once out, it took me another five minutes to get to the bathroom. I didn’t return until about 10 minutes later – process & travel time included. Once I managed to get back into bed (which was a LOT easier than getting out, and I laid on my right side this time so I wouldn’t have to roll over to get out, just sit up), it took me nearly 30 minutes to fall asleep. I didn’t take any tylenol because in my past experience, tylenol doesn’t help.

I’ll be purchasing a wedge pillow here pretty shortly so I can sleep on my back – and I need to get a maternity support belt as well but at this point we can only afford one or the other and being that I tend to go out of alignment during sleep, it’s more important to me that I address that issue first. Chris stayed home today to help with the girls – he was getting ready to go to work when I woke up and I burst into tears when I realized he was going to work – there was just no way I was going to be able to handle the girls on my own with the amount of pain I was experiencing. We really can’t afford for him to take a day off and I certainly wouldn’t have asked unless it was absolutely necessary.

I did end up partially popping back into place – only to take a nap and completely undo the progress I had made. UGH! Alli has been adorable about the whole thing – she keeps asking if my pelvis is owwy. Makes me smile at least – even if I am gritting my teeth behind my grin.

Tears of Pain…

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Oh how I wish I had started PT this morning…

My pelvis is so sadly misaligned that I can’t walk without pressing my upper thighs together for support. I have broken into tears three times already this morning, each time Alli has hugged me and told me not to cry because I have family. AWWWW…..

I took some tylenol but it’s not helping. I know at some point it will pop back into place, but in the meantime, I am sore sore sore… and out of alignment all the way up to my neck as well. *sighs*

I am SO looking forward to PT tomorrow for this – it’s becoming dehibilitating! And unfortunately I am not feeling like it’s something that my husband completely understands either. I can’t pick up the girl’s toy basket or move things around – I had to move the coffee table this morning – that was my first outburst into tears. My second was sitting down. Sad when the simple act of sitting makes you cry. Third outburst was because Alli wanted to sit in my lap and hug me – I moved wrong – OUCH. She was so sweet though – hugged me anyways and kept saying, don’t you cry.. it’s ok! I just don’t know what i’d do without her. she’s got the biggest heart and just cares SO much… have no idea where she gets that from! 😉

Gotta run, I’m gonna try and go sit in one of the recliners and see if that helps some. Prayers would certainly be appreciated….

Alrighty— this is the biggest news until delivery!

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We had our ultra-sound this past Thursday.

And I am only just posting about it now because well, my computer got fried by a virus, stuck in a reset loop, I forgot my password to wordpress, and am just now able to blog again. Believe me, I’ve been antsy to tell you!

 First, there appeared to be no structural abnormalities – the nose, lips, and chin all appeared to line up, no cleft lip, unfortunately cleft palate is a bit harder to detect but everything looked good.

AND………..

IT’S A BOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Yay! Our two little princesses will now have a baby brother! The gender combined with lack of cleft lip is encouraging for us as well because an isolated cleft palate is much rarer in boys – apparently it is more common in girls. I would post a pic of the u/s, but again, the whole computer thing (my husband’s got sick too) is delaying that.. sorry!

All in all, we’re thrilled. we would have been thrilled either way but we’re so excited to be having a boy! As alli would so eloquently put it: Yip-HOO!