Evening everyone.
What's the point of having a digestive system? Went the toilet before and whole peas came out. Couple of weeks ago I went (I have been inbetween these times, don't worry) and red peppers floated up, after discovering I was pregnant again and having had a miscarriage I saw red and you can imagine what I thought.
Constipation during pregnancy - my arse, I've had diarrhoea for the past couple of days. 5 times I've been today, almost didn't get there twice - very close call (did have to inspect my trousers carefully).
And when I say trousers, I mean PJ trousers and a T shirt (currently wearing an I LOVE SHEEP T shirt). I don't see the point of getting dressed when I'm just sitting in the house and besides, PJ bottoms are so much more comfy. Can't wear PJ tops though, my boobs are too big - 36I in case your wondering.
On a happy note, I'd like to inform you that I've somehow lost weight and am now a size 18 bottom and 16 top.
Not suprising I've lost weight, yet again I've caught a bug. Seriously, I'd have a better time of it if I had morning sickness. Not counting the norovirus or pulmonary embolism, I've been sick 5 times since December 2009. I've had to cancel meeting my Jewish friend, her Jewish husband, their Jewish son and new baby (I'm presuming Jewish also) 4 times. We're due to meet up next weekend. Yeh, we'll see.
Mother-in-law is still getting to me, we see them very infrequently now, which suits me fine. Went round to theirs last Sunday I think, even though we take toys for DS ot play with, she has to go one better and bring out a whole box. Pisses me off big time and I'm sure she knows it. And she keeps asking me if I've had morning sickness every time I see her - NO, YOU STUPID FUCKING WITCH, I DIDN'T HAVE IT WITH DS, DIDN'T GET IT WITH THE ONE I MISCARRIED AND I HAVEN'T HAD ANY WITH THIS ONE - I'M REALLY FUCKING SORRY, BUT I'M JUST ONE OF THOSE VERY LUCKY WOMEN. NOW SHUT IT.
And breath.
louisesh I only had the dating scan and anomaly scan with my last pregnancy and the same with this one. DH and I would never abort under any circumstances so having the further tests (which are (a) not reliable and (b) pose a risk to the unborn baby) for us is a waste of time.
And age is only a number!
meita what do you think about having a pulmonary embolism (yes I'm still banging on about it) in early pregnancy, taking fragmin and wanting a homebirth?
Welcome domesticgoddess and unbuffy. cheepz I'm thinking of you. I'm so sorry.
DH is reading all the Thomas The Tank Engine Stories as I sit here posting, eating fighting DH for cheesy doritos and watching Dancing on Ice. He's up to Duck (that's no 21).
Okay, me, me, me time now.
Cried myself to sleep last night (again) after lying awake for hours (again). Not enjoying pregnancy because I'm falling ill every 2 seconds, but more over because I've been told I've got to have a hospital birth. I'm worried (that's putting it mildly) that I'm going to go through everything that happened last time, to say I had a traumatic experience would be putting it mildly (see below) and also DH is no support whatsoever. I feel like I'm on my own with no support. I can't talk to DH about this because he doesn't seem to care or understand.
With DS, attempted a homebirth, but after making a mistake trusting the midwife took entonox, lost it and started screaming for an epidural within seconds. Up until this point I'd been coping with the pain okay, I was 7cm and the midwife said she'd never seen anyone look so calm and serene (I suppose she could have been lying). Anyway, she immediately had me transferred to hospital and things went from bad to worse. I was completely out of it with the drugs they gave me and labour was prolonged. When he was born, there was no rush of love. I wasn't allowed to breastfeed DS and they actually took him off me and had some helper feed him formula. They subjected him to a test he didn't need, twice, because they wrongly thought I had diabetes. We had to fight for a private room. I felt like a criminal and was treated like such. They kept me in for 3 days. On leaving, I attempted breastfeeding again at home, but the midwifes basically accused me of not feeding DS (he was never off my breast), they never measured him against the breastfeeding chart and forced me to give him formula after a month. Suffice to say I still kept breastfeeding him as well as formula. By about 9 months I'd stopped altogether as he was eating 3 meals a day and no longer needed me. I had PND for 7 months and every day was a struggle, I didn't love or want him. DH and I were talking about having him adopted things were that bad. We still haven't bonded now, but at least I love him. Hopefully when the baby comes along, he'll get jealous and want mummy.