Hey all! Dang… look at that bump. It’s getting so big! I feel like it’s finally starting to round out. A lot has gone on in the past 10 weeks. Let’s catch up, yeah?
I decided not to do document this pregnancy week-by-week because it’s excessive. It just is. As a reader of other blogs, it’s too congested, and there’s no need. I’ve waited until my third trimester to publish another update.
Baby Dailey is doing great, however, has an isolated enlarged cisterna magna. You can go ahead and Google that for yourself.
I’ve done hours upon hours of research, and consulted with two different doctors about it. Bottom line: because it is isolated, and all other structures are normal, the outcome is very likely normal as well, and it is just a variant.
It had completely broken me down when I first found out. I had a hard time forgiving myself, thinking I had done something wrong. Or thinking this was the universe somehow punishing me for having gotten pregnant so quickly. I came up with a lot of crazy, stress/depression-induced, nonsensical reasoning.
But Baby Dailey was monitored and measured every 2 weeks, via ultrasound, and while the cisterna magna remains enlarged, everything else is fine.
I could have gotten an MRI, and maybe we’ll talk about what happened during that one day… but not today.
However, today was honestly the first time, since my first trimester, that I started feeling excitement again. Y’know why? Because I got a second opinion.
In my midwife’s office, there is an OB that performs all my ultrasounds, and while she is polite and friendly, she is also very… flip-floppy. She didn’t want to give me any kind of confident answer to any of my questions regarding her findings/ultrasound measurements. She was a very MUST-COVER-MY-ASS OB. She would go into a 10-minute lecture about epilepsy, and then end it with, “but most likely you’ll have a normal outcome.” (We had a lot of these in-depth conversations that looped around and around.) One time I emailed her with a question, and she had responded to her assistant, who then forward the response to me, WITHOUT HAVING EDITED IT. She told her assistant: “tell the patient I’ve already answered this question, and that next time she should write down these answers.” Oh, really? Ok then.
So, at the same hospital, I went to the radiology center. A radiologist, and the head sonographer, both gave me an ultrasound, and both came to a solid, and confident conclusion right then and there: it is isolated; everything else looks fine; yes Cathy, you may stop worrying now.
Holy hell. You have no idea what happened to me. My depression and stress and guilt ran away. I SMILED, AND MEANT IT. I started talking to baby. I’ve started buying baby things. My whole world is just completely different now. Sunshine and rainbows for days. Really.
+15lbs. Booooo. Still on-track though, and my midwives are happy, just as long as it stays in check.
That’s still going well; I’m still diet-and-exercise controlled. Of course I have my bad moments (one morning I had pancakes… that super-spiked my blood sugar levels!) but normally they’re fine as long as I behave. I email my dietitian my food journal entries and my numbers every week, and if she’s happy, I don’t have to go back to see her. Yay! So far, so good.
Bending over to pick things up is more difficult, and rolling over in bed takes more effort… but generally speaking, I feel pretty good. I wish I could be more active though… I miss doing 45 minute intense cardio workouts at the gym. Those have been replaced with strolls around the neighborhood. And our apartment complex is filled with stairs, so I try to walk up and down those as much as possible (without my neighbors giving me side-glances). And I love naps. I nap any day I am able.
I’m worn out. I’m completely worn out. The baby isn’t even here yet! The amount of stress I’ve had, has really taken a lot of the joy out of my pregnancy. I’ve had a hard time really connecting with Baby Dailey until very recently. Mike talks to baby all of the time, and kisses my belly. His excitement is at level 100. I’m more cautious and careful with my feelings most of the time.
We’ve been reading A LOT of baby books.
I like to be prepared… but I know no matter how many books I read, I’ll never be prepared enough! Plus I’m sure I’ll be calling my sister 20 times a day with insane questions.
I think the baby has Mike’s nose. Every time we see Baby Dailey’s profile on ultrasound, it looks like Mike’s profile. It makes my heart melt. I can’t to meet him/her!
It’s been hard to buy gender-neutral clothing. Why are elephants and turtles (not the ninja kind) considered “boy” clothing? They’re ANIMALS. Yeesh. And everything is either PINK or BLUE.
But other than clothes, our bedroom has started filling up with baby stuff. I think the cats are confused. They wanna know why they cant play in the pile of new toys.
We’ve gotten some help from a family member on some of the bigger items (crib and car seat specifically,) which we weren’t expecting at all! It was such a pleasant surprise and so thoughtful. Everything else we’ve been buying ourselves; I’m not having any kind of baby shower. Our families live across the country, and none of our friends are parents yet, so it doesn’t look like there would be an opportunity to have one. But that’s what budgets are for! I’m the queen of finances.
There’s a GREAT APP I’ve been using to keep track of our baby items. It’s called BabyList.
You can add any item from any website, to this ONE list, and create your own little registry for friends and family, or just for yourself. They also offer sample lists so you can get some ideas on items you may need that you forgot about (because pregnancy brain is VERY real).
They also have a Google Chrome add on so while you’re poking around on the internets, if you come across something, you can add something to your list! They don’t know I exist at all, this is just me sharing this cool app that I’ve been using.
Here’s hoping the next 10 weeks fly by!!