Now, lets snap back to reality. The horrible morning sickness that plagues some women their entire pregnancy, the bleeding, the placental tears, the low amniotic fluid, the HORRIBLE birth abnormalities that can occur and last but not least, your cervix..... I bring this up last because well, that is what I am going to focus on today.
Now don't get me wrong, I LOVE being pregnant. I love knowing that I alone am growing and protecting this precious little life within myself. I was blessed with not having morning sickness, minus the 3 weeks we spent in HORRIBLE military lodging waiting for our house when I was pregnant with K in which the mold and mildew made me so sick, but, I can't count that as morning sickness. I had many opportunity to get to see my babies on u/s, which while although that was because of problems I was having, none the less, we will not take away from seeing this little miracle.
With all of that aside, none of my pregnancies were easy, this one to be included. With A, I bled from about 5-20 weeks from a subchorionic hemorrhage, had 4 perfect weeks of no complications and then BAM at 25 weeks ended up with a horrible bacterial infection in which started a LONG cycle of pre-term labor and horrible contractions. Finally, at 33 weeks, my body decided it was time and my water broke and my precious little girl was born weighing 4 lbs 4 oz and 17 inch long. Thankfully, only needing a week in the NICU before coming home but still plagued by the normal prematurity issues.
Moving on to K, we tried so hard to get him and when it happened, all I could think about was how scared I was. Scared because of all the problems I had before. Other then being really sick from all the mold and mildew I was subjected to thanks to the Army, my pregnancy was pretty uneventful up until 14 weeks. I started experiencing HORRIBLE, EXCRUCIATING pelvic and pubic bone discomfort. It was so bad that I could barely walk and NOTHING helped at all. Other than the pain, up until 23 weeks, everything was perfect. At 23 weeks, I started with the horrendous back pain, menstrual like cramping and tell tale signs that I would have a long road ahead of me until delivery. It seemed like every few weeks I was strapped to the monitors in labor and delivery and being injected with drugs to stop my labor and keep my little man in as long as possible. 30 weeks I started leaking water which was just played off as me peeing myself. Then at about 34 weeks and 5 days I ended up in L&D in labor. After being given drugs to stop my labor, which in turn made the contractions so much worse and sent me in to a full blown asthma attack, it was determined that they could over hydrate me to lessen the contractions although they wouldn't stop. So why let me suffer? Because the Dr wanted to go home. It was the day after Thanksgiving and he had missed dinner with his family to deliver a baby. Nice right?? Leave me suffer so you can go home. So the next day, I tried to relax and when that didn't happen, I just went about my business only to have my water break that night and have to be delivered anyways at 35 weeks.
Moving forward to this pregnancy. SURPRISE!! Yeah, thats definitely what this one was. Sure we had been trying but gave up the quest due to some other life matters that came up and made having another baby just a huge obstacle. Well things seemed ok up until 9 weeks when I was throwing up yellow bile for no apparent reason. Turns out my stomach was almost turned upside down and squished but not to worry I would be ok. Found out I had two fibroids at the bottom of my uterus. Ok, well that is common from what I have found in pregnant women. Then, the horrid hip and pubic pain started at just 10 weeks. So bad infact that doing anything is painful. I never have days that are pain free. A good day involves me being able to do 2 loads of laundry and the dishes before I am wiped out. No biggie, I got it. Then, I go for the illustrious cervical u/s to measure the length of it. Turns out its short, at only 2 cm. Normal is 3-5 cm. At 1.5-2 cm, one should be on strict bed rest and monitored every week for cervical change and possibly a cerclaug. I opted to wait on the cerclaug because of the risk of infection and what not. But this a-hole dr has me walking around like nothing is wrong wtih me and monitoring me every 2 weeks!! Umm, anyone else see a problem here?
Needless to say I am requesting a referral off post to see a MFS. I don't care if I have to drive 2 hours to get to the Dr, I just feel safer this way with my life and the life of my unborn child!!
