Catching Up on Seventeen Weeks Pregnant – Doppler Time!

I’ve been fairly horrid about blogging my pregnancy experience this time around.  Really, I need to get better about the weekly updates since keeping this blog is the closest I come to either pregnancy or baby books.  So, with that in mind, here’s what life was like for us at seventeen weeks pregnant.  (I realize that I’m a little late at writing about being seventeen weeks pregnant, particularly considering I’m twenty-one weeks pregnant today.  But better late than never, right?)

At sixteen weeks pregnant, I was getting nervous because of the lack of fetal movement.  Sure, I knew intellectually that it was probably just an anterior placenta cushioning the movement, but that didn’t make me any less of a basket case.  So when I hit seventeen weeks pregnant, I didn’t have this wonderful reassurance that all was good.  You know, that confident feeling that your pregnancy is going to stick around until you’ve got a kid once you start experiencing that fetal movement?  At least, not until I made it to Dr. K’s office for a quick prenatal visit. [Read more…]

Fourteen Weeks Pregnant – Really?

As of Thursday, I officially hit the fourteen weeks pregnant mark.  Maybe it’s because I haven’t been having much happen in terms of prenatal care, or maybe it’s because I’m so darned busy with Norton that I don’t have time to dwell on every little change that’s happening with my body this time around, but getting to the fourteen weeks pregnant point seems to have just flown by.

At this point, my baby is roughly the size of a large navel orange (as opposed to last week when we were about the size of a really small one).   He’s moving about, but I’m not actually feeling it yet.  He’s starting to practice doing the things that will be crucial to survival when he (or she) finally gets here, like breathing, swallowing, and sucking.

As for me, things are going all right.  I’m still very tired, but that’s largely because I’m not sleeping very well.  I have awful headaches and I was taken off of my amitriptyline weeks ago.  I’ve always had awful headaches, but my headaches during pregnancy are even nastier.  And of course, my usual regimen for dealing with it is out when it comes to headaches during pregnancy: I can’t take Advil Migraine.  (I get the American stuff when I go to the States; it’s different than what we have in Canada and works far better for me.)  Ibuprofen is out for treating headaches during pregnancy.

There’s been no change in the weight gain department; I weigh the same now as I did fourteen weeks ago.  However, I do have quite the belly and have sprouted two cup sizes.  So I really don’t get the lack of weight gain thing.

I had a prenatal visit with Dr. K, the doctor who prescribed my Clomid, on Thursday, too.  I have to say, I’m kind of annoyed.  My family doctor referred me to him, even though I suspected that Dr. K would not handle my prenatal care for the duration of my pregnancy.  He only handles high risk patients.  He’s the place to go for fertility issues in Prince George.  He’s also teaching at the medical school and is Chief of Obstetrics at the hospital.  He’s busy.  The wait list to get into his office is generally two months, if you’re lucky.

When I saw Dr. K for my prenatal visit, he did the usual poking and prodding.  He did my pap smear, since it’s been six months and I was due (since I haven’t had a normal pap smear in three years).  He talked to me about my VBAC delivery options, and I was pleasantly surprised when he told me that he thought that I’d been referred to him because I was adamant about a c-section, and he was going to try to convince me to go for a VBAC delivery in the first place.

Then he suggested a midwife, which really irritated me.  I’d love to have a midwife, but since there aren’t enough and they are all booked, it’s not an option.  (It didn’t irritate me because he suggested it; it irritated me because I’d already thought of that and been shot down at every practice.)  However, at the same time, he recognized that I’ve kind of gotten screwed in terms of prenatal care since I’ve essentially had none at this point.  So he did the requisition for my twenty week ultrasound, and I’ll have an appointment with him again after.  So, yeah.  I’ll be looking at about two months between appointments, which is also annoying the crap out of me.  He’s also planning on referring me to a family doctor who does prenatal care.

I was also disappointed by no doppler at the check up.  At this rate, I’m going to be delivered by whatever intern will be at the hospital, and maybe she’ll be assisted by a med student.

On the bright side, at least he gave me a prescription for amitriptyline, even though he doesn’t want me to use it as it’s intended when prescribed for headaches (as a preventative, not a treatment).  And since I’m fourteen weeks pregnant, at least I’m well over a third of the way through.

I’m Twelve Weeks Pregnant – What Gives?

I’m amazed. I’m twelve weeks pregnant today. I’m nearing the end of the first trimester.

There are some things that I’m not crazy about. I don’t like not having a set medical provider for my prenatal care. Not when I’m twelve weeks pregnant. It just seems like at this point, everything should be settled. [Read more…]

And the First Prenatal Visit was a Bust

And the First Prenatal Visit was a Bust (Cloth Diaper Addicts)

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I was really looking forward to my first prenatal visit.  I was going to see Dr. T, the same doctor I saw while pregnant with Norton.  I just knew that my first prenatal visit was going to be freaking AMAZING.  It always rocked when I was seeing Dr. T before.  Part of what made every appointment with Dr. T so awesome was his liberal use of the ultrasound machine.

Nothing went as planned.

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