No News is Good News

I don't have much to report on lately.

Since becoming pregnant, most of my PCOS symptoms have eased due to the increase in hormones I am suspecting. I have noticed a couple of skin tags near my underarms lately, and my ovaries have started to cause me a little discomfort. I think the ovary pain is due to the baby taking up so much room now at 33.5 weeks.

I did hear at my last appointment that I have an increase in sugar in my urine so I am watching my sugar intake and cutting out salt. Due to the higher sugar, my OB thinks I will be having a larger baby.

Other than that, I am going through the swelling feet and hands, and I am not sleeping through the night, but it is all worth it so I will continue to suck it up.

On a good note, I have three more weeks of work left, then I can nap when ever I want (until our little girl is here of course).

New Results

Well, as of my last ultrasound, I have officially been told that I don't need to go back for any further testing. My chances for having a baby with Downs Syndrome went back up to 1:1510 (from 1:32) after the detailed ultrasounds and the Maternal Serum Screening.

I am hopefully (fingers crossed tightly) looking forward to an uneventful 9 more weeks.

Right now, with the pregnancy, I don't notice my PCOS symptoms as much. We shall see what post pregnancy brings.

I Passed

I went in for my 2-hour Glucose Tolerance (Gestational Diabetes) Test on Saturday and the OBs office called today to tell me that I passed and that all of my numbers are well within the normal range.

I wasn't too sure how it would go. Actually, that is a lie. I was positive I was going to fail. I am using this experience to try to stick to my healthy eating.

Really, I am just super thankful that I waddled over another hurdle.

One Test Failed, One To Go

I went in for my one-hour Gestational Diabetes bloodwork on Saturday, so when my OB's office called today, I knew it wasn't good news. I came in at 8.1 on my first test, and anything under 7.8 is considered normal. So what does this mean?

I go back to the lab again this Saturday for the two-hour Glucose Tolerance test, and if I fail that, then I have Gestational Diabetes.

I am going to stay positive, and have started reading about it to prepare ahead of time. If anyone can recommend a great site, I'm all ears (or eyes).

Appointments, Cankles and Baby Info

This has been a busy spring, and I have been MIA for a bit.

Firstly, we are having a girl and are over the moon. We would have been excited no matter what though.

In the past two ultrasounds, the heart is looking good although I need to go back in for one more detailed one tomorrow because the baby's spine was shadowing some parts.

My feet have started to swell up, but my OB says that is normal and he isn't concerned because my blood pressure is still great. So when I am at work during the day I get sore, swollen feet and ankles which is a little uncomfortable, but considering there are far worse things out there I could be battling, cankles is a walk waddle in the park.

I will be going for my glucose test on Saturday morning and am a little worried about gestational diabetes as it is more common with PCOS, but all I can do is hope for the best and cross that bridge if we come to it.

So yes - things are going well right now and I've decided to enjoy it (instead of waiting for the other shoe to drop).

On the home and business front, we are busy setting up our baby room, and my wonderful husband has been working hard at renovating our upstairs bathroom. At work, I have about 15 weeks left, and with our fiscal end of year just past, it should quiet down a bit.

I hope everyone out there is doing well, and that spring/summer is coming quickly for you.

OB Updates

This has been a long winter. I'm not referring so much to the weather as that has actually been great. I mean this pregnancy seems to be moving slow and fast at the same time.

It's been slow because there is still worry. Every day I wonder if we will be okay. Every time I go to the washroom, I am still saying under my breath, "Please no blood." as that is how it all started last time. At the end of every week when we wish each other a happy ## weeks, I think to myself "Is that it?"

At the same time though, I am also thinking "Where has this time gone? There's still so much to do." Time is also moving quickly as we get closer to our due date. The closer we get, the more I realize that we are still okay and that we better start getting ready.

We are at 21 1/2 weeks now and I have been feeling our little one kick for about a week and a half. Which is nice because we don't have to rely on the doppler at the end of the day to put our minds at ease. My fears are constantly laid to rest as our little angel happily jumps away on my bladder.

I had my appointment with my OB a week ago, and he said that my Maternal Serum Screening came back clean with no indicators of Neural Tube Defects, as well the ultrasound came back with no initial heart problems detected. I can't tell you how happy I am. Not only to be blessed with a baby, but one that is looking healthier by the day.

We have our follow up detailed ultrasound on Thursday to make sure the heart is still looking good, then we will be back on regular ultrasound appointments. We are also hoping to find out if we can start saying 'he' or 'she'.

I have been doing well and have only been tired lately. I have gotten the occassional cold, but what can you do. Some of my PCOS symptoms have faded a bit probably due to the pregnancy, but I have noticed some darker hair around my belly button. I hope it doesn't last.

Birth Day

Tomorrow was my original due date.

It hit me yesterday when we got news that my sister-in-law had her baby which is wonderful news.

We are busy making plans for our new addition which will be here (I hope) in July and I hadn't thought of our Peanut that left us in awhile as I have been busy focusing on our new changes. But it hit me last night and I took some time to cry.

I know how lucky we are to have a second shot at a family, but I am still sad at our loss.