So, I know I've been slacking on the weekly update but we've been pretty busy. Week 8 was nothing really special. I was pretty sick until the very end of that week. I am back on my original prenatal vitamins and have no more nausea from them! I still have a little bit of nausea in the mornings when I first wake up but it goes away pretty quickly. Most of Week 9 was spent in Siesta Key, Florida! We went on a wonderful family vacation with Craig's family and it was soooo relaxing. We really had a great time and will possibly go back sometime this summer for our official "baby moon." Also in my 9th week was my 23rd birthday which actually turned out to be quite a stressful day. We arrived into town that day (March 12th) and checked into our hotel. We walked in and looked around and I went to the bathroom. When I wiped, my heart sank. There was blood. It wasn't dark, just a pink-ish color. If I would have taken a second to think, I would have remembered that I have read PLENTY of articles, blogs, forums etc., where women say they have some spotting and that's usually normal. But, I freaked out and ran to tell my husband. We both just stared at each other and then he frantically said, "Go call your doctor!"
I called my doctor but it was a Saturday, so they directed me to an emergency number. The nurse practitioner that I talked to asked my a lot of questions and suggested that since I was out of town and it was a weekend, that I should go to the emergency room.
Craig and I spent most of the car ride to the hospital in silence. We were both nervous and I just had a feeling deep down that something wasn't right. After blood tests, a pelvic exam, an ultrasound and 4 1/2 hours later I was reassured that all is well. All my levels were prefect and the baby actually measured 3 days ahead of schedule on the ultrasound with a heart rate of 171 bpm. I didn't get to see the baby on the screen but Craig did and he said he/she's little arms and legs were moving :)
Once our family got into town we went out to dinner to celebrate the good news and my birthday. Thankfully the rest of the week we had no more scares. I definitely am pooching this week. It just looks like I ate a little too much. But I know it's baby because I just feel heavy down there. And when I suck it in, the pooch is still there.
That's pretty much it for these weeks. We have our 2nd prenatal appointment this Friday. I'll be exactly 11 weeks. This pregnancy is FLYING by. I feel like it was just yesterday I found out! Crazy.
Until next week!
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