Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Back to Work

It has been so long since I posted I don't even really know where to start. JB really is a pleasure and a very easy baby, which has been great because two kids are definitely exponentially harder to manage than one. T has been very high maintenance for a while now, so we really lucked out with JB being Mr. Easygoing.

Yesterday was my first day back at work. I had 12 wonderful weeks to devote to JB and care for him. I really enjoyed it, but now it is over. I only work 30 hours a week and half of that is telecommuting, so I will still get to see the boys a lot. I go into Manhattan 2 days a week and those 2 days are hard. Yesterday, I left at 7am and did not get back home until 8pm.

I have been breastfeeding JB pretty much exclusively. At work, that means pumping 3 times a day. Unfortunately, there is no great location to pump, so I have to use the handicap bathroom, which at least is clean and is seldom used by anyone else.

I really missed JB and thought about him the whole day. I had forgotten how hard it is to be separated from the baby when first going back to work. Today at least, I'm happy to be working here next to my little guy while he sleeps. Tomorrow, it is back to NYC again.

Here are a couple photos. The first one is a few weeks old, but the 2nd is from last week.




Sunday, August 23, 2009

1 Week Old

Our little guy is one week old today. It is hard to believe how much he has changed just in one week.

This will be the last infancy for the last child I will ever have, so I'm really trying to enjoy every minute. I hold him and cuddle him as much as possible. Y and I actually found the hospital visit pretty relaxing, despite the pain of recovering from a c-section. My Mom stayed with T at our house, so Y was able to stay over with me at the hospital and we could spend a lot of time focusing on the new baby. It is such a different experience having a baby delivered full term and being able to be with him in the hospital. We really didn't have to worry much about the little guy and could just enjoy him. Our hospital room happened to be located right next to the NICU, so I would walk by there several times a day and it was a constant reminder about how different this pregnancy worked out, although I'm really grateful to have what appear to be two perfectly healthy boys.

We came home from the hospital on Thursday and are settling in with our boys. T is doing really well with the baby. Y has been spending a lot of time with him and that seems to be helping. The hard part is he doesn't understand why I can't carry him and why he can't hold the baby by himself.

We are doing very well with the breastfeeding. I had to supplement him for a few feedings in the hospital while waiting for my milk to come in, but now we are back to exclusive breastfeeding. He gave us a bit of a scare the first night home when he refused to eat for about 6 hours, but he has been doing great ever since.

JB has been a really easy baby so far (I know it is still early). The only problem we are having with him is that he manages to pee through about 4 out of 5 diapers, so we went through all his newborn clothes in just 2 days. The same thing would happen when the nurses would diaper him in the hospital, so I don't think the there is a problem with how we are putting on the diaper. We tried switching diaper brands, but it does not help. I think we are just going to have to live with it until the cord falls out and then we can put the diaper higher or move up a size. We think the leaking is coming from the top. We also think we are going to have some clothing challenges beyond the leaking. Because T was born in the dead of winter, I kept him in footie PJs most of the time. JB has extra long feet, so we are having trouble using T's old PJs because the feet just don't fit.

Here are photos from the hospital I promised. I will post the birth story when I find some time to write it up.









Monday, August 17, 2009

Welcome JB

Sorry this is such a quick post. I did end up going into labor yesterday and had an unscheduled c-section last night. JB was born last night at 9:20 PM. He weighed 7 pound 5 ounces and was 19 inches long. More details and photos to follow later.

Sunday, August 16, 2009

Contractions - Labor or Not?

I have been having contractions since this morning. Initially, they were pretty irregular in terms of timing, but now they are a few minutes apart. I wouldn't say they are painless, but they are not so excruciating that I can't keep doing whatever I was doing through them. I have been taking it easy and lying in bed, but I'm not sure that helps that much. So technically, now, I should call the doctor's office and they will tell me to go to the hospital, but I'm reluctant to go unless I'm sure I'm in labor. My concern is that since I'm past 39 weeks (the magic number from an insurance perspective for a doctor not to get sued for doing an elective c-section), if I go to the hospital, the doctor will deliver the baby regardless if I am in labor or not.

So how do you know if you are in labor? The baby seems a little lower, but not too much. Contractions are 4-5 minutes apart but don't last for more than 20 seconds. Contractions are localized to the lower abdomen and back. I have a history of having contractions close together without going into labor. I have not lost my mucous plug as far as I can tell and I'm not having any unusual discharge (bloody show or the like). I just finished eating, so it would be at least another 5 hours before I could have surgery. We are going to wait it out a bit before doing anything. I like the doctor who is on call this weekend, but I would be catching her at the end of over a 48 hour on-call shift where she has been covering for 4 practices, so who knows how much sleep she has gotten the last 2 days and I'd prefer to have surgery done by a doctor who may be fresher.

Saturday, August 15, 2009

Last Day of Work and Last Doctor's Appointment

I had my last day of work on Friday. I only work for 2 hours on Friday and telecommute, so Thursday felt like my last real day. A few of the guys I work with took me out for lunch, which was great, but a bit of a long walk for me at 39 weeks pregnant. I have been managing the commute okay, but the last 2 weeks it has gotten pretty hard to move around much.

Tuesday was my last appointment with the high risk practice. I concerned initially because the baby's growth seemed to have fallen off a bit. He was in the 49h percentile and had been in the 65th percentile 6 weeks before. The doctor did not seem concerned. He said this was in the margin of error for normal growth and that ultrasounds in late pregnancy are not very accurate in terms of size assessment. I could see what the problem was in my case at last. The baby's head was pretty low and was being partially blocked by the pelvic bone, so he had some difficulty getting head measurements, which make up 2 or the 5 measurements used to estimate size. The little guy is supposedly currently 6lbs. 13oz., but this could be off by a pound either way and he will still likely have one more week to grow (from the appointment last Tuesday) before delivery.

I was discharged from the practice at the end of the visit. Since the high-risk practice and my fertility share the same floor on that wing of the hospital and they take up almost the whole floor between the two, it was strange to think I would likely never visit that part of the hospital again, particularly since between the two practices, I would have probably had almost a 100 doctor appointments.

I'm still hanging in there. I get tired very easily, so I'm trying to prioritize what little time I have left the best possible. Y and I have finally be able to locate and go through most of the baby paraphernalia we had in the attic. I'm still missing a few critical items that I used to have and must have given away or gotten rid of for various reasons after T stopped using them, so we may take a shopping trip tomorrow or leave a list for my Mom to get while I'm in the hospital.

Monday, August 10, 2009

Final Appointments and Keeping It Boring

I had my final regular OB appointment today. My doctor was back from vacation, so I was able to see her. The appointment was again really uneventful. She didn't even do an internal, which I thought was strange for a 38 week appointment, so I asked her about it. She she said it is because I'm having a scheduled c-section, she'd rather not disturb the baby and potentially bring on labor. She thinks she should be able to cut through the same incision used last time, at least externally, so I won't end up with multiple scars. My weight has been flat for the last few weeks, which I think is fine at this stage in pregnancy. I have gained 15 lbs. overall, which I am also satisfied with, particularly since this may be a big baby. Friday is my last day of work and I was able to get my disability paperwork filled out while I was in the office, which was very convenient.

I have an appointment tomorrow at the high risk practice for a growth ultrasound. I'm really curious to see how much the baby has grown in the last 6 weeks. I'll be bringing a bag for the hospital to that appointment, because I'm sure if anything looks off they will just send me to be delivered right away. The good news is my doctor is on call tomorrow, so she would still deliver the baby. I got the on call schedule for the week and it looked pretty good. Dr. Husband is on vacation this week, so, no matter what, he won't be delivering my baby, which is good news.

It has been strange for me to end up with this non-drama pregnancy after all the excitement last go around. Of course that could all change tomorrow or if there are birth complications, but I'm really hoping that everything continues to be utterly boring with nothing unanticipated occurring, even though it does not really make for interesting blogging.

Monday, August 3, 2009

Crazy Weekend and the Kissing Doctor

I have been scolded by a few of you for not updating the blog in while, so sorry about that. Hard to believe that my last post was almost 4 weeks ago -- that is bad. For part of the time, I have a good excuse at least. This Saturday, I officially turned 37 weeks and reached full term, but it was a totally crazy weekend, so no time to dwell on that milestone.

We are scrambling now, trying to make up for not doing what is needed to get ready for the baby ahead of time. This weekend, we moved the office down from what will become T's bedroom to our Sunroom on the first floor. Y did the bulk of the moving physical work along with her sister and brother-in-law, but I still overdid it a bit in terms of packing and organizing and was a bit wiped out by the end of the weekend. We ended up losing Internet connectivity for a for a few days because the electricians that we hired to rewire data/coax among other work necessary for the move did not do the wiring properly. I'm pretty annoyed about this because the work was rather expensive and it is the type of thing where if I was not pregnant I would have done the bulk of it myself. This is my first day working in the new office and I'm still adjusting. It is only about 7'x10' and both Y and I need to work in the space. I work from home about half the time and Y works from home all but one day a week. T is home during the day with a Nanny and his main play area is just outside our door, so we will see how that goes. He is already "visiting" a lot, which can be nice or disruptive depending on how busy we are.

The old office is almost cleared out. Once that is done, we can finally bring down all the baby stuff from the attic and I can see what I have and what I'm missing. Out of the two of us, I'm the one that keeps track of all the baby paraphernalia and clothing needs, so I can't really depend on Y to deal with this and it has been too hard for me to go work in the attic at this late stage of pregnancy. I'm hoping the baby holds out until the scheduled delivery because we still need more time to get ready.

Speaking of the scheduled delivery, the delivery date was moved back from August 14th to August 18th due to some scheduling issue with my doctor. I was initially a bit annoyed, but I have gotten over it. The 18th is actually my correct due date. The OB still insists on dating the pregnancy inaccurately, using LMP instead of the IUI timing, so they have me as being 40 weeks on the 22nd. Looks like it will be a Leo baby one way or another. I have been having some pelvic pressure, cramping, and occasional Braxton Hicks, but the baby still seems very high to me, so I doubt labor is anywhere in my immediate future, but who knows.

I have had a few doctor appointments since I last posted. I have regular OB appointments every week now. Since my doctor was on vacation two weeks ago, I saw Dr. Honey, who was pleasant enough, but then at the end of the appointment he gave me a kiss on the cheek, which I thought was mighty odd. Between getting and being pregnant twice, I think I have had hundreds of doctor appointment and this was the first time I remember getting a friendly kiss from the doctor. The closest think to that was that our RE gave Y and I a hug after we finally got pregnant, but that seemed appropriate in context and this did not. My OB was on vacation again this week and I saw the same doctor, but this time no kiss.

I did actually get to see my own OB last week in between her busy vacation schedule. It was good to be able to go over at least a few details and some of my questions regarding the delivery. She was a bit flustered because she just got back from the hospital, which was a bit cute because normally my doctor does not get that ruffled over much. One of the her patients has walked in hospital already 10 cm. dilated and ready to delivery immediately. She had to walk right out of the office with several patients already in exam rooms. I'm guessing this does not happen very much and usually there is more advance warning.

I'll try to be better about posting more from now until the baby comes. I have a regular OB appointment next Monday and then my last appointment with the high risk practice on Tuesday. I will be bringing a suitcase to the Tuesday appointment, because if there are any problems, I'm sure they will send me right to L&D.

Thursday, July 9, 2009

The End is in Sight

I have been scheduled for delivery via c-section on August 14th, "if I make it that long," as my doctor says. The should put me just 1 day shy of 39 weeks, which is the earliest my doctor will do scheduled deliveries with singleton pregnancies. If I don't make it to the scheduled delivery, I think it is unlikely the baby will be delivered by my doctor, since she is on vacation the week before I will be delivered and then also another week 2 weeks earlier. This doctor sure take a lot of vacations.

My appointment on Tuesday was pretty routine. I had not had any contractions since the weekend before (although I had some yesterday again), but she did a cervix check anyway. My cervix is still closed and posterior. My doctor thinks it is unlikely I will go into labor in the next few days and after that they would not do anything to stop labor anyway -- they would just delivery the baby--so she was less concerned about the contractions than Dr. Careful was from the high risk practice.

I got a copy of the ultrasound report from the week before and it looks like the baby is actually in the 65th percentile, not the 60th as I had been told. I'm happy with that since that puts him in a range where growth problems are unlikely, but I have been letting him know that 65th is high enough -- no need for additional over achievement. I was also surprised to see that the head circumference is in the 85th percentile, since that was not mentioned during my appointment. This makes me feel a bit better about not having changed doctors so I could attempt a VBAC delivery. T, on the other hand, has a tiny head. Even though he is average height now, he has never gotten above the 25th percentile for head circumference. He must get that tiny head from the donor, because my family all has very large heads.

Overall, I'm doing fine, but not really feeling wonderful. I get tired very easily and I'm not sleeping well, both from discomfort and because this little guy likes to pound me all night long. I've been feeling nauseous again rather frequently, which is a bit odd. It was bad enough yesterday that I felt like I would throw up, but I didn't. I suspect I will make it through 2 pregnancies without vomiting even once -- how often does that happen?

I did confront my doctor about her partner making reference to my husband. She seemed pretty uncomfortable with the discussion and looked like she wanted to flee the room. I thought my RE handled the situation better when I had a similar problem with Dr. Clueless during one of my monitoring appointments. My OB said all my information is in the computerized system now and this doctor is having trouble adjusting. Incompetence as an accuse for ignorance -- not very confidence inspiring. She recommended I see her other partner for appointments when she is on vacation. Now, if you will recall, I have not had a great experience with that doctor either. He is the one that called me "honey" during an internal exam and also thought it was okay to not access the computer to pull up my records. So given the choice between Dr. Honey or Dr. Husband, I went with Dr. Honey for the 2 appointments I needed to schedule while my doctor is away. Dr. Honey has the better reputation of the 2 doctors anyway, even though my experience with him has been less that great. Y says I should cut these doctors a break, that we get treated pretty well overall, and I'm just a difficult, over demanding patient. What do you think?

Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Bad News, Good News

The weekend was a bit rough. On Saturday, I started having some contractions. I lay down and that helped a bit, although it took a while before they went away. Now, the contractions are really just standard Braxton Hicks. In general, they would be nothing to worry about except they occur every few minutes, so I should really call my doctor who I know would tell me to go to the hospital. Now, I have been through this drill before, so I know how it works. They will monitor me and assess the risk of preterm labor. If they think there is a risk of preterm labor, they will administer Terbutaline, which is pretty awful, and potentially poses some risk to the baby. I was hoping too keep myself out of the way of unnecessary drug intervention, so I did my own assessment. I checked my cervix and it was closed. I have been carrying very high for the past few weeks and the baby had not dropped down at all, so that was reassuring. The baby was moving arround a good bit -- in fact, he would kick after pretty much every contraction. Everything seemed okay, so I decided to just put myself on bedrest and drink a lot.

On Sunday, I started having the same contractions. Unfortunately, we were out and it took a few hours before we could get back home, so I just drank a lot in the interim. I got back in bed when I got home, but the contractions still continued for a few more hours. I probably would have gone to the hospital, but I had an 8am appointment at the high risk practice on Monday, so I decided to try to wait until then. Everything was fine by the morning when I left for my appointment. Unfortunately, this translated to another non-productive weekend in terms of getting ready for out rapidly approaching new arrival. Y had to watch T while I was out of commission.

The high risk practice had just gotten new ultrasound machines and, unfortunately, patient monitors were not hooked up, so I did not get to see the baby much, although Y was able to watch the full scan. I was told everything looks great, though -- no growth problems so far, which is a huge relief. The baby is an estimated 4lbs 11oz., in the 60th percentile, and dated at 33w6d (I was 32w2d at the time). Since T was only 4lbs. 1oz. at birth, I'm entering into uncharted territory for me now, carrying a baby that is larger than what I have carried before.

I saw Dr. Careful and when I told him about the contractions over the weekend, I was scolded for not calling my OB -- I knew that was coming. He wanted to do an internal exam and run a fetal fibronectin test, which helps assess my immediate risk for going into labor. My cervix was closed and very far back, so he had a hard time reaching it, which he said was a good sign. The fibronection test came back negative, so it looks like there was no harm done in my skipping a trip to the ER.

My next visit to the high risk practice is not for another 6 weeks and that is pretty close to when I could be scheduled for delivery. Dr. Careful says he doesn't think there is likely to be any growth problems this pregnancy -- 60th percentile at this stage is a good sign. I think T was down to the 35th percentile by this time. Hopefully, there will be no more unusual contractions and I can have an uneventful 2nd half of the 3rd trimester.

Saturday, June 27, 2009

Danger Zone

I have now entered into what I have been referring to as the pregnancy danger zone. I'm 32 weeks now and this is when I started having complications my last pregnancy. I failed a non-stress test at my 32 week appointment with the high risk practice and took my first trip to the PET unit. It was all downhill from there and T ended up being delivered 1 1/2 weeks later. Luckily, it is not an overly dangerous danger zone. As long as I can make it at least another 1-2 weeks, the risk of long term complications is fairly low. A lot of children born at 33 1/2 weeks like T was will have some lingering respiratory problems, but T has not and he has really been the epitome of perfect health, despite remaining pretty small until recently. I go for a scan at the high risk practice on Monday where I will get to see my favorite doctor, who I have yet to see this pregnancy. Keep your fingers crossed that the little guy is still growing well.

I had an appointment last Tuesday at the regular OB's office. I was supposed to see my OB the Friday before, but the appointment was canceled because she was sick and she was on vacation last week, so I had to see one of the other doctors. My doctor seems to be on vacation very frequently and is often sick, which sort of sucks because, while I like her, I don't care for either of her partners and the one I saw on Tuesday I like even less now. He acted like he had never met me before even though I had just had an appointment with him a few weeks ago. During the course of the exam, he referred to something "my husband" would need to help me with. Really, I don't understand why some doctors are such ignorant fools. I mean if you are not going to bother to read a patient's chart, why, in this day and age, would you assume that just because you have a pregnant woman in front of you that there is a husband in the picture? Now, I will need to complain to my doctor about her partner, which is a bit tedious.

One thing I did learn is the my uterus is now up to my sternum, which probably explains why I have been having some trouble breathing. I'm carrying very high at the moment. At some point, this baby will need to move forward and carve out some new territory. I can't see how there is much other room left -- I keep saying that, but then the little guy just finds some other organ to displace. The stealth pregnancy continues. I'm sure if I make it to term, I will likely look more pregnant, but it has not happened yet.

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Another Busy Weekend

My Mom's surgery went fine. She was bad for the first day, but by the 2nd, she was able to get out of bed and even do a little cooking. By Saturday, the third day, I was able to leave. My 93 year old grandmother would come over to "help," so I would get to take care of both of them and listen to them bicker, but overall, it all went well.

I had another grueling weekend. I worked all Friday night and did not leave the office until 1am on Saturday. Everything went well, though, and there should not be a lot more crazy weekend work between now and when baby comes, since the project that was driving all the weekend work is now complete. Of course, now that I typed that I just received an email that I need me to work 3 Friday nights in July :(

So I finished up at 1am on Saturday and my sister, her husband, and my niece arrived on a flight from India at 5am. Luckily, my Mom was the lucky one who went to pick them up and took them back to the hotel. My niece is spending a lot of time at our house with T while my sister and her husband are working in Manhattan. It has been interesting so far and a nice experience for T to spend time with his cousin who he barely sees since she lives so far away. She is about 6 months younger than him. They are such different kids. T is really high energy with a big personality and always wanting lots of attention. She is much more subdued and able to self-entertain. It has not been as much work as we thought it would be having her around because she is so easy going. Regardless, it is still good practice for Y and I to take care of 2 kids at once. We really love T and all his crazy antics, but we definitely won't mind if #2 is a bit more mellow.

My sister leaves on Friday, so Y are I are going to start getting ready in earnest for the baby this weekend. We really need to get moving. Delivery, if I make it to the scheduled delivery, will be 7-8 weeks from now.

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Changes

I passed my glucose test. I was close to the upper limit, but passing is passing, right?

I feel like I have been going through a lot of changes in the last few weeks. If I dress in maternity clothes, I actually look a bit pregnant now. I'm starting to feel pretty constant pelvic pressure and some shortness of breath, like the baby and my lungs are competing for space.

I worked again this past weekend, but it was not so bad/stressful and did not interfere with sleep. I'm actually taking a day off this week. I wish I was able to take a break or make progress on getting ready for the new arrival, but I'll be going to Baltimore to help my Mom for a few days -- she is having minor surgery. Not sure how much help she will need, but I wanted to be there for her.

Monday, June 1, 2009

30 Hours

Work continues to be very time consuming for both Y and I and we are not making the progress need to get ready for the new arrival. To give you an example -- this weekend I worked for 30 hours, almost straight through with only a few hours of sleep in there. Nice, right? I think I may have a few more weekends like this one ahead of me too.

I saw the cardiologist last week and was finally given my walking papers. The doctor said, "I don't see any point in my continuing to scan a healthy heart." I was there already a while ago, but at least now we finally agree.

Today, I had a regular OB appointment. I had my glucose test this morning -- yummy. Results back on Wednesday. I asked the doctor what she thought about my working 30 hours straight and she wasn't thrilled about it but said it did not pose any risk to the baby as long as I continued to have no complications of any kind. If I start to have any trouble, she does not want me working those kinds of hours. At my last scan, the baby was in the 64th percentile, so the growth problems I had last pregnancy are not an issue so far and I have no other complaints at the moment.

I'm on a 2 week schedule now for regular OB appointments. I went to schedule my next appointment and was told my doctor was "booked" for that week and I would need to see another doctor. I said no and made them find me an appointment. It is a Friday appointment and I don't have childcare on Fridays, so I will need to take T with me, which could be interesting.

I'm still continuing to not really look very pregnant even through I'm 28 weeks now. People at work don't know I'm pregnant unless someone else tells them or they overhear me talking about it. I actually think I lost a little weight between this OB appointment and last, which is a bit odd for this stage in pregnancy. However, I have reached the point where I'm going to need to move into maternity pants full time -- that means venturing into the attic and actually finding my old maternity clothes, which could be a challenge.

Monday, May 18, 2009

Cruising Along

My break from doctors appointments ended last week. I had an appointment with the high risk practice today and my regular OB last week. Both were pretty uneventful. For today's appointment, I made it in and out in 30 minutes, which never happens because they run so late. The baby looks great. He is 2 1/2 lbs. now and is measuring 27 weeks. This is a few days ahead of schedule, but really only because they insist on dating the pregnancy inaccurately, which I know I keep mentioning. I saw Dr. Jolly again. I used to be a fan of his, but not so much lately, because feel like he has been on autopilot during my last few appointments. According to him, the anatomy looks great, fluid levels are good, placenta looks good, heart has no problems. I'm still supposed to keep going to the cardiologist because .... I really have no clue why. My regular OB said once you get referred out to the cardiologist, they will always want to scan in the 3rd trimester even if there is no real problem. Ah, well, at least insurance is paying for it.

I don't go back for another scan for 6 weeks. At first, I was happy about that, since I'm a bit tired of all these doctors appointments, but I have been thinking now that maybe is a bit too casual. I'll be 32 weeks then, which puts me a bit later then when the baby started having growth problems my last pregnancy. I was able to get an appointment with Dr. Careful, at least, who I have yet to see this pregnancy because our schedules never match up. He is always so meticulous and detail oriented, so I will be able to feel like everything is being looked at closely. I see the cardiologist next week and then the week after that I'm back to the regular OB for my 1 hour glucose test.

Monday, May 11, 2009

Home Alone

I have really been terrible with keeping up with my blog, so I apologize to my readers, if I still have any, out there. The "no blogging" has been part of my "vacation from pregnancy" program, which I think is likely to be coming to an end pretty soon, since the 3rd trimester is just around the corner for me. Everything has been going smoothly with the pregnancy, with no problems or complaints to report. I have not had a doctor's appointment in 4 weeks, which I think is probably some kind of personal record for me. I do have an appointment tomorrow with my regular OB and then an appointment the following Monday with the high risk doctor.

I am continuing to work really long hours at my job and Y is working a lot too, so that has left almost no time to get ready for the new arrival. I was working until 5am on Saturday because I had some scheduled changes for Friday night that went badly. I am building up some comp time, so that should be helpful later, so I can at least take a few days off in July or August before I officially go on leave. My company only gives comp time for weekend work, so it does not really cover all the extra hours I am putting in, but I'm grateful just to have a job in this climate and I am happy to have pretty decent benefits when I'm out on maternity leave, although it still won't be full pay.

I'm still not really looking pregnant, "just fat" as some less than generous family members like to say. I have only gained about 6 lbs so far, but I'm carrying pretty much the same way I did last pregnancy, which is low and not very far forward -- this creates a barrel effect, so, yeah, it just looks like I'm getting fatter. My running joke is that my babies figure why carve out new territory for themselves when then can just take over this space occupied by my internal organs. Even though I'm 25 weeks now, no one knows I'm pregnant without my telling them. Stealth pregnancy has some advantages, though. I never have to deal with random strangers making stupid comments or putting their hand on my belly. The funny part is that just because I don't look pregnant does not mean that I feel any less pregnant and I'm getting to the point where I'm always aware that my body is now a "shared space" and an increasing percentage of the overall resources are going to the "visitor."

Yesterday was my second Mother's Day as a mother, but this year Y and I split the kids. I stayed with the baby in progress (not like there was a choice there anyway), but Y took T to South America to visit her family. I did not go for reasons that are sort of complicated and would take too much time to get into. Y and T left on Thursday and Thursday was the first night that I had not slept in the same house as T since he came home from the NICU at 11 days old, so the past few days have been so strange without him. Y does call at least once a day and I did get to see T and talk to him on Skype yesterday, so I know he is having fun. He also told me that he loves me, which he does not do very often, so that was a great Mother's Day gift.

For Mother's Day, we would normally go to Rehoboth Beach, but a family friend had a birthday party on Saturday, so the plan was to go to Baltimore and spend Mother's Day there with my Mom and grandmothers. Unfortunately, one of my grandmothers was rushed to the hospital on Friday night and ended up having emergency surgery on Saturday morning. She is doing fine and was discharged yesterday, but we ended up spending Mother's Day in the hospital for the most part. So it was pretty far from the dream Mother's Day for me, but I'm still happy that all the mothers in my family are doing fine and that I have my two boys to cherish (hopefully) for Mother's Days to come.

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Vacation from Pregnancy

I had a regular OB appointment yesterday and somehow managed to get mixed up about the time. I had a 10:30am appointment, but I thought it was at 2pm for some reason and showed up at the wrong time. The doctor's office managed to squeeze me in, but I needed to see a different doctor and not my regular OB. I thought this was pretty decent of them, since while I was there they needed to cancel/reschedule 3 other patients who were waiting for their appointments with one of the other doctors in the practice who had "gone missing." Sometimes it pays to be an OB patient -- so I was able to have an unscheduled appointment and these other women with valid gynecological appointments were sent away. I was almost proud of myself for having screwed up the appointment. It is so unlike me to me less than obsessive about my medical care, at least as far as fertility and pregnancy goes, so being casual enough to miss an OB appointment is a bit of an accomplishment. Having a pregnancy with so much medical intervention already on top of all the medical intervention it took to get pregnant to begin with has taken its toll on me. I think I'm at the point now where I need a little vacation from pregnancy. I know that is not really possible, but if it were, 21 weeks seems like the optimal time to try.

The doctor I saw is the 3rd OB in the practice -- I have not had any contact with him yet this pregnancy and I had very little to do with him last pregnancy either. So obviously given the scheduling mix up, he had my massive chart dumped on him at the last minute and had to try to make sense of it. He was actually trying to read my chart and I guess I have come to have such low expectations for doctors at this point that was enough to make me happy. He asked if I had any questions about my conceiving through IUI, hypothyroidism, Rh negative status, or prior delivery through c-section. Lucky for this guy, this was actually the one doctor's appointment ever that I really had no questions. Since I did not have any questions, he kept going with his. How old was I? Had I conceived using donor eggs? Donor eggs + IUI ... hmmm.. that would be a neat trick. I guess I will add him to the list of OB's that I have met during my pregnancies that don't know much about how fertility treatment works. Luckily, there is not much going on at the moment as far as the pregnancy goes, so there really was nothing to talk about. I got a copy of my ultrasound report from last week at the high risk practice and left.

I had my 20 week scan at the high risk practice last week. This is a very long scan because all the anatomy is examined very closely. My little guy was very active and really hamming it up for the audience. Everything is fine. The baby was measuring 5 days ahead at 21w1d, which makes sense, since they still insist on dating the pregnancy inaccurately. There are no visible problems with the heart. After the technician scanned me, Dr. Jolly came in to take a look. Now, I normally like Dr. Jolly, but he seemed in a big rush for this visit, which I really, really don't like. Even Y, who is much less picky when it comes to doctors than I am, complained that he flipped through the screen captures that the tech had taken during the ultrasound so quickly that she seriously doubted if he would have been able to see anything wrong. I asked for permission to stop seeing the cardiologist, but that was a non-starter. I may take it upon myself to stop going -- I can't see why I need to see a cardiologist when the baby does not have a diagnosed cardiac condition. I don't need to go back for another growth scan for 6 weeks. I'm pretty psyched to actually be able to go more than a month without another ultrasound. I know a lot of women look forward to the ultrasounds, but after having 12 of them so far and only being halfway through pregnancy, I'm a bit over it.

Friday, April 3, 2009

Halfway There

Tomorrow I will officially be 20 weeks pregnant. If I make it to full term this time, that means I'm halfway through this pregnancy, although I find it hard to count that first 4 weeks before pregnancy is even confirmed. I have my 20 week anatomy scan scheduled for this Tuesday.

I finally got my remaining Amnio results on Thursday. The remaining micro array panel also showed no chromosomal anomalies. I also went back to the cardiologist the week before last and he is still seeing no problems with the baby's heart. Despite that, he still wants me to come back at 26 weeks for another scan. When I see the high risk practice, I'm going to ask if I can skip this if they are also not seeing any problems. I already need to go in for growth scans every 4 weeks, so that really should be sufficient. It is astonishing to me how much the cardiologist charges my insurance company every time I go there. So far, they have paid the claims, but I'm really not up to getting stuck with the bill if they decide not to cover it because the baby doesn't have a diagnosed heart condition.

Outside of the doctor-induced stress, I have been doing really well. I feel the baby moving and kicking a lot now. I think Y should also be able to feel it soon too. I'm not having a lot of success getting T excited at the prospects of having a baby brother, but when I ask him to give his brother a kiss, he will kiss my belly, which is pretty cute.

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

100% Baby Boy

I had a regular OB appointment today and it was vastly different than my last two appointments. I saw my OB and she was much more like I remembered her from my last pregnancy -- great bedside manner, smart, on top of all of the details surrounding my care, and patient about going through all my questions. We started by going over all the recent developments from latest week. She had received nothing back from the high risk practice (no amnio results, no ultrasound report, no blood test results) and nothing from the cardiologist, so she sent someone to call the high risk practice right away to see what info she could get for me before my appointment was over.

After answering all my questions, she checked the baby's heartbeat with the Doppler. No ultrasound today -- not that I needed one, since I have had 9 already this pregnancy and that is not even counting all the preconception scans at the RE. I'm still having watery discharge, so she wanted to do an internal exam and left the room, so I could change. When she came back, she said she was able to get my amnio results -- everything is normal and it is a 100% certain we are having a baby boy now. Yippee!!! These are just the regular amnio results. I'm still waiting on the micro array panel that tests for various less common genetic disorders -- their main concern is DiGeorge syndrome since that can correlate with the potential heart problem detected last week.

Monday, March 9, 2009

Overly Eventful Amnio Appointment

Before I alarm anyone with my blog posting title, let me just say off the bat that the amnio itself went fine, was almost completely painless, and was totally uneventful. I hadn't really been stressed out about the procedure in advance either --hadn't done any research about the procedure, which is very unusual for me. I was surprised that the needle was inserted so high, above the belly button. It really did not hurt much at all. I remember my CVS last pregnancy also being no big deal, but this needle was even less painful. The doctor withdrew 2 large syringes of fluid. I made sure to look away when the needle was inserted, but I was inadvertently looking in the wrong direction at the end and I saw the doctor remove the needle -- that sucker was really long.

Since I had the amnio done at the high risk practice that I see regularly, they also do an anatomy scan. The technician said she should be able to identify the sex of the baby and asked if we wanted to know -- of course we did. Unfortunately, this was easier said than done. She had a rough time getting a decent view because the umbilical cord was right between the little one's legs. She said normally it would move at some point during the scan, but there was no such luck in our case. She thought it was probably a boy, but could not be sure because the view was so obstructed. The doctor tried again when he scanned me later and had a similar problem. He said he was 98% sure he could guess the sex but could not be certain. There was a nurse in the room at the time that was encouraging us to wait for the amnio results so we could be certain. She left later and we asked the doctor what he thought the sex was. He agreed that we would be having another boy. When we got home, I asked T if he wanted to have a little brother and he sang out very loudly, "NO!" I asked if he wanted a little sister and got the same answer, so someone is going to be likely facing some disappointment. As for Y and I, we are just hoping for a healthy baby -- on that front, read on.

When the technician did the anatomy scan, I was surprised that she spent an inordinate amount of time looking at the heart. She told us the heart looked great, which we found out a few minutes later was not entirely true. After the technician does the preliminary scan, the doctor comes in and usually rechecks certain things. We we got to the heart, he showed us there was what looked to be a small gap in the wall of the heart where I take it there is not supposed to be one. He said that was a potential problem, although it was too early in the pregnancy to be able to fully confirm if there is a hole in our son's heart. Even if there is, it is unlikely to be anything serious and sometimes these holes close on their own. Nevertheless, he wanted me to go see a pediatric cardiologist and he arranged for me to have an appointment later that morning.

I had mentioned that I was feeling pressure on the cervix, which can be a symptom of an incompetent cervix. Since I had experienced this pressure during my prior pregnancy, I suspected the doctor would want to check cervix length, which I know requires a vaginal ultrasound. The technician asked me if I had had one before and it was hard not to laugh, since I have had so many that I have lost track. My cervix was locked up tight like Fort Knox and was over 6cm long, which is great -- nothing is coming out of there anytime soon.

By then, my head was spinning, but the good times were not over yet. I was told I needed a blood draw in preparation to get a Rhogam shot. Now, I probably should have anticipated the Rhogam problem a little better. I'm Rh negative, so I know already from my prior pregnancy that I will have Rhogam pushed on me at various occasions. I don't need it though, because my donor and I have the same blood type (O negative), so there is no risk I will develop antibodies. Unfortunately, I didn't have any paperwork to prove this -- when this had come up before, I would just decline the Rhogam and that would be it, but this nurse wanted proof of the donor's blood type. Well, there are some advantages to having your RE located next door to your OB, so I sent her down the hall to get the necessary paperwork. So, I was able to escape the Rhogam shot, but still needed to go through the blood draw because I was missing a blood test that my regular OB should have run and had apparently missed. Unfortunately, the blood draw required 2 attempts by 2 different nurses -- I hate it when that happens.

I had an 8:30am appointment for the amnio, but by then, all we had was a time for was a quick bite before running off to the pediatric cardiologist at 11am. I'm not really sure what the big rush was to get to the cardiologist right away because he said at 16 weeks the heart is so small that only major structural problems can be confirmed. The cardiologist said that in general our son's heart looked normal, but he could see why my doctor thought there might be hole in the heart wall. However, he we would need to wait a few weeks before he could be definitive one way or another. There was only one ultrasound monitor at the cardiologist's office so I couldn't really see anything, but Y said that the picture quality was much better at the high risk practice, so if they could not tell anything for certain, she doesn't see how the cardiologist would do any better. I need to go back to the cardiologist in 2 weeks when the heart will be more developed. Until then, we wait.

Saturday, March 7, 2009

Hello 41

I turned 41 earlier this week. Everything appears to be going well with the pregnancy so far, so I'm on track to give birth at the ripe old age of 41. The passing birthday reminded me again to be grateful that I was able to get pregnant at 40 -- I know the odds were against me at that age and I'm glad I was able to end up on the other side of them.

Birthdays for the last few years have had special significance for me as far as TTC/pregnancy goes. When I turned 38, I had my minor meltdown where I realized if I wanted to have children I had better get started before it was too late. In retrospect, it would have been smarter to have that meltdown earlier, particularly since I knew I might want two children. I'm lucky it still worked out for me. My 39th birthday was T's due date, although he arrived much earlier than expected. For the past two years, the difference in time between T's birthday and mine always seems so long. Sometimes I have trouble getting my brain wrapped around the idea that I could have been pregnant for that much longer than I was -- 6 1/2 weeks in addition. Hopefully, I will be this go around. On my 40th birthday, I had my first appointment with the RE that helped me with TTC #2. I know it is a bit perverse to schedule an appointment with a fertility specialist on your 40th birthday, but that is just how it worked out, since I was trying to get in to see her after I had a preconception appointment with my peri and before I had to leave on vacation. Unlike the few years prior, nothing momentous happened or was supposed to happen on my 41st birthday. I'm 16 weeks pregnant, so let's just call that my birthday present to myself.

I've been doing a bit better in the last 2 weeks as I have moved into the 2nd trimester. The nausea is not as bad, although not completely gone, and I'm no longer completely exhausted at all times. One thing that has gotten worse, though, is the constipation, which has really been a mess for me the last two weeks. I take collace, drink prune juice, eat dried prunes, and take Metamucil and I still have trouble. Y says it makes her want to run to the bathroom just watching me eat all that stuff. I feel like the baby is really bearing down on the colon, so that makes it hard for me. I know it will get better it a few weeks because everything will shift up a bit. I've been feeling some slight pelvic pressure as well because the baby is low at this stage in pregnancy, but it is not nearly as bad as when I was pregnant with T where, at the this stage in pregnancy, anytime I would stand up I would feel like the baby was going to fall out.

I have an appointment on Monday at the high risk practice for an anatomy scan and to have amnio performed. I know we will find out the sex of the baby from the amnio, but I'm sure that takes a while and I'm not sure if they will be able to determine the sex from the ultrasound at this stage. This is all uncharted territory for me. Since I had CVS when pregnant with T, I found out the sex of the baby at 13 weeks. It feels strange to me not to know yet, although I know it is the norm not to find out until 20 weeks or even later.

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Still Employed

My company had layoffs today -- their first ever. Miraculously, I'm still employed. I'm not sure how I managed to escape the ax, for now at least. I met with our HR coordinator last week and she made a point of mentioning, even though I did not ask, that I could still be layed off while pregnant or on leave after birth. My boss had told me a few weeks ago when I did ask that there would likely be layoffs, but I wasn't at risk -- I didn't believe him at the time, but I guess he was telling the truth.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

2nd OB Appointment

Sorry about the radio silence as of late. I have been going through a lot of turmoil at work for the last few weeks and I'm feeling like I'm at some risk of losing my job in the next few months. I've been too bummed out to blog about it or really about anything.

I had my 2nd appointment today with my regular OB or, at least, what I thought was going to be an appointment with my regular OB. I was initially supposed to have an appointment in the afternoon and the office called on Friday to see if I could could switch to a morning appointment. I said that was fine, but when I checked at reception for my appointment, I found out my doctor was not even going to be there today and I would need to see another doctor. Nice -- thanks for letting me know ahead of time.

I was promptly escorted back to see Dr. R, who I take it was a very busy guy today since he needed to see both his own patients and all of my OB's as well. I was left waiting in the exam room for almost 30 minutes before the doctor showed up. He then spent several minutes trying to find my chart in my big stack of medical records. He eventually figured out that I didn't have a chart because my chart was in the computer. I assumed he would need to step out to retrieve my chart from the computer to review before examining me, but no, he just kept going. I still don't really understand the whole transition process that my doctor's office is going through as they move to a computerized record system. If their records are going to be totally computerized with no printouts, then don't they need computer terminals in each exam room?

I had been expecting to have ultrasound this appointment, but I had been put in a room without an ultrasound machine, which Dr. R said was done by his staff to "torment him" and he was not sure he would be able to pick up a heartbeat on the Doppler because it was so early. It took him a while, but he did eventually find the baby's heartbeat. I was actually okay with not having an ultrasound. I have not really been feeling anxious about the baby lately other than how all this work stress is impacting him/her. I'm actually pretty sure I have been feeling the baby kicking for the last week when I'm lying quitely in bed, although Dr. R says it is really highly unlikely that I could feeling kicking this early.

My only "complaint" worth sharing with the doctor as far as pregnancy symptoms go is that I have been having a lot of clear discharge on and off for about 2 weeks now. This makes me concerned that I could be leaking amniotic fluid, so Dr. R did an internal exam to check the fluid. Even though I have had regular appointments with the speculum and more vaginal wandings than I can count in the last year, this was the first internal exam that I have had performed by a male doctor since my last pregnancy (my RE's office is all female doctors and my OB is also a women), so that was a bit strange already, but the worst part is Dr. R referred to me as "Sweetie" while doing the exam -- so much for sensitivity training. The fluid looked like normal discharge to him.

So, as you can imagine, I'm still looking to switch OBs. I had given myself permission to not deal with this issue for a while because I have been stressed out enough from work and I did not want to give myself more things to worry about. I have the choice for a new OB narrowed down to 3 practices, but I'm having trouble picking which one to go with since none of the 3 really seems perfect. I need to figure out what is most important to me in terms of prenatal care other than just basic competency, which I'm growing concerned may be lacking with my current care.

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Nuchal Scan X2

I had an appointment on Friday for my first visit with the MFM practice and to get the nuchal fold measured for the bean as part of the ultrascreen test. The MFM practice I go to is one of those group practices where you don't get assigned a primary doctor, but you can request a specific doctor when you make an appointment. I have two doctors there that I like -- the first, who I will call Dr. Jolly, has a good bedside manner and is very patient with all my questions. The second, Dr. Careful, is totally not the usual type of doctor that I like -- he tends to be a patronizing and has no bedside manner. The reason why I love him is that he is incredibly careful and meticulous when he does ultrasounds. This is the doctor that detected that something was going to go wrong with my pregnancy last time, even though the ultrasound, for the most part, really looked fine.

My appointment on Friday was with Dr. Jolly. He went through my questions, although there was one he refused to answer. The funny part was that after all my questions, he complained that I was being a little difficult. I laughed and told him he could go next door and compare notes with my RE -- I know they are friends. I got a list of other OBs he recommended, which was a bit awkward, because I know he is friends with my OB as well. He didn't see any reason that I could not attempt VBAC if I wanted to try. Now, the weird part of the visit is that they were not able to do the nuchal scan because the baby was 1mm too short for the minimum length required to do the test. I was told to come back the following week, so I scheduled an appointment for Monday, since my CVS was scheduled for Tuesday.

The baby was supposedly almost 1cm longer this morning. Unfortunately, the LO was not being cooperative and it took a long time for the technician to be able to get the needed measurements. Once she did, though, the measurements were quite good and the nuchal fold was 1.3mm. Anything under 3mm is okay, so 1.3 is very good. After the scan, I had to see the genetic counselor again to discuss my results and it was another one of those conversations why pregnancy at 40 is never a harbinger for good news.

The Ultrascreen has 3 parts to it - hCG bloodwork, PAPP-A bloodwork, and nuchal fold measurement. My nuchal fold measurement was great and my hCG levels were normal (50th percentile), but my PAPP-A was on the low side (20th percentile). Now, this was still a good number for me, since my PAPP-A had been in the 1st percentile last time and 20th percentile is high enough that it is not predictive of any future placenta problems. However, it is still low enough that it can indicate some increased risk for Downs Syndrome. My risk factor for Downs Syndrome after the test is 1:282 and the cutoff for not being at increased risk is 1:298, so we just barely missed being in the clear. Now, based on age alone, my risk factor for Downs is 1:61, so the positive test results do reduce my risk levels, just not enough -- due to my old geezer reproductive status. The genetic counselor said that at my age the test results really need to be perfect to indicate reduced Downs risks and my results were actually pretty good.

We opted not to do the CVS today. It was going to be a logistical mess for us anyway because we would have needed to take T with us - T in the room with a doctor and a big needle does not sound like my idea of a good time. I am still going to do the amnio. I really wanted to have it done by Dr. Careful, but he is out that week. Dr. Jolly was also unavailable, so I'll be seeing the head of the practice instead.

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Bills and Bloodwork

When I arrived home from vacation on Monday night, I was greeted by a very think letter from the billing department of my fertility clinic. I had a bit of a panic attack opening the letter, but it ended up being just a bill for $30. The reason why the letter was so big is that it had 6 pages of "pending" payments from my insurance company. I started going through the bill and it looks like about half the items that they consider pending were already paid by my insurance company with some items paid many months ago. The other items are claims that for some reason my insurance company just chose to reject, even though most of these claims are identical to other claims my insurance company has paid. I think insurance company claims systems are programmed to just reject a certain percentage of all claims regardless of merit.

I'm trying to figure what to do about these "pending" claims. No one is asking me for money yet, but based on past experience, when a provider thinks the insurance company owes them money, if they don't get the money, I eventually get the bill. I have $10,000 per year in infertility coverage and I think I should have enough left to cover all claims, although it may be close. It all gets very complicated very quickly because every visit to the RE generates about 6 different billable items and I had a lot of visits during my 8 total cycles, so it ends up being hundreds of charges that I need to review and potentially negotiate with the finance office later. I was happy to see at least that my visits after the first positive beta do seem to have been coded correctly as OB visits, so they should not count against my fertility coverage.

Yesterday, I called my OB's office to find out my blood results from last week's appointment. I ended up having to call twice because the first time I was told a nurse would call me back, but no one did. I had the results faxed to me. It looks like I'm still blood type O negative just like the 6 times I was tested last pregnancy. I'm also still not a Cystic Fibrosis carrier just as I was not the 2 times I was tested last pregnancy. So, although they managed to run a bunch of unnecessary tests, they did not run the two tests I had actually requested -- my progesterone and thyroid levels. I called the doctor's office and left a message for my doctor asking that she call me and explain why the bloodwork we had agreed upon was not ordered. I got a call back, from a nurse, an hour later explaining that the lab screwed up and that my doctor has submitted the paperwork for my progesterone and thyroid levels to be checked, but for some reason, Quest had not run these tests. I suppose this is an honest mistake and not my doctor's fault, but what I don't understand it why I'm the one that figures out that bloodwork is missing and not her. Again, that makes me feel, as I did during my initial appointment, that she is not being very attentive.

Not checking my thyroid levels is actually a problem. I have had a thyroid condition for 25 years and have been on the same dosage of medication for all that time except when I was pregnant with T and my dosage needed to be increased. Keeping normal thyroid levels is important both for the health of the pregnancy and for appropriate fetal development. I know when I see the high risk doctor on Friday he is not going to be happy that I have not had my levels tested yet. I will need to stop at the OB's office on Friday to get another blood draw.

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Ski Trip

I'm not sure if I have mentioned it previously, but we had a ski trip planned for the end of January and just got back yesterday. My Mom has a house in Deer Valley, Utah that is a rental/investment property, which she is most likely going to need to sell at the end of the ski season. She had wanted us to come skiing with her at the end of January and the beginning of March. I had originally thought I would likely be doing IVF in March, so I had agreed to go in January. When I ended up getting unexpectedly pregnant in December that threw a wrench in my plans. However, I asked my RE and she said it was fine to go skiing in the first trimester -- that she had skied when she was pregnant too. My OB, unfortunately, did not agree. When I saw her last Monday, she said I should not be skiing or doing any other high impact sports. Well, the tickets had already been purchased and this might be the last time I could go to my Mom's house, so I decided to go anyway and just take it easy.

Skiing ended up being more difficult than I expected. The weather was uncharacteristically bad. We planned on skiing three days. The first two days there was freezing rain and fog on the mountain. I'm always a bit nauseous the first day of skiing due to altitude sickness, but altitude sickness + morning sickness + fog was not a good combination for me and I ended up being really nauseous. I still ended up skiing some, but I took a long break after lunch and just sat by the fire with a hot cider, which was also really nice.

The second day, the weather was even worse -- more rain and ice. When we got up to mid-mountain and were already really drenched, my Mom and I decided to have a sit-down breakfast. Y went out and braved the elements, but after an hour, she had really had it. We ended up doing a few runs, but decided it was too miserable and just bailed.

Now, if I had done a little contingency planning or really looked for alternatives to skiing like a should have after my OB told me no skiing, I would have realized that the Sundance Film Festival coincided with our trip. Our course, we figured this out once we got there, but we didn't have tickets on hand or really know how to go about purchasing last minute tickets. After we quit skiing the 2nd day, we checked it out and found out that all showings for the rest of the afternoon were sold out. I wasn't up for waiting 2 hours in the rain to "maybe" get a ticket off the wait list, so we decide to go to a regular movie. We went to see "Revolution Road," which I knew very little about in advance and suffice it to say was a very strange movie to see when you are 10 week pregnant. Still, since we had T, I almost never get to see a movie in the movie theater, so it was fun to be able to see a good movie on the big screen and eat popcorn, even if the subject matter was not really pregnancy friendly.

Now, we thought it might rain again the next day, so we wanted to be better prepared. Sunday was the last day of Sundance and most of the screenings are festival award winners. My Mom and I bought tickets for 3 movies -- Y was still looking to ski even if the weather was not good. Of course, as luck would have it, it snowed over night and was still snowing when we woke up. We decided to go skiing it the morning and then still see the last movie after lunch. We saw "Push: Based on the Novel by Sapphire," which won both the Jury and Audience Prizes for US Dramatic Films. This was a really amazing film and we got to see it in the Eccles Theatre, which seats over 1200 and is sort an experience just in itself.

T was in daycare for 3 days while we were skiing and going to movies. T is normally with a Nanny and only goes to daycare occasionally, maybe a few times a year, at Y's work. He would really lay it on think when I would drop him off in the morning -- crying, refusing to walk, and hugging me in the death grip, but by the time we went to pick him up in the afternoon, he would be happy as a clam.

Anyway, overall the trip was a success. My Mom was so happy and appreciative that we came and kept trying to prevent us from paying for anything, which was very sweet. Airplane travel with young children can always be a bit of a challenge, but we did fairly well. T just missed the under 2 year cutoff where the child can travel on your lap and so we had to buy him his own seat, which was more expensive but a lot less painful. It is hard to believe that the next time we go on an airplane we will likely be travelling with 2 kids -- that should be interesting.

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

1st OB Appointment

I had my 1st OB appointment Monday. While everything is looking good with the baby, I was not happy how the appointment went overall. Well, first the good parts. The bean is measuring 9W4D and had a heartbeat of 186 beats per minutes. We could not hear the heart since the ultrasound machine lacked that capability, but we could see if very clearly. He/she has visible arms and legs and was really dancing around and showing off. My OB, pretty much unsolicited, told me that she has very few patients my age that get pregnant with their own eggs and that I'm very lucky. Don't I know it.

Now, for the bad parts. When I showed up at the office, I was given a printout with most of my personal details preprinted. Over 50% of the info was wrong and I had to correct it. I learned later that the office had just switched over to a computerized record system and from the looks of things, they were in complete chaos. I was escorted back to the exam room and my OB performed the ultrasound. She calculated my due date as 8/22 and asked me if I had made an appointment with the high risk practice ( I had).

At that point, I think as far as she was concerned, I just needed to have some blood drawn and the appointment was over, which is sort of amazing for the 1st visit for new pregnancy. I told her that I had a number of questions for her (no doctor escapes from me that easily) and she agreed that I should get dressed and meet her in her office. She did take the time to answer my questions, but I felt really rushed, which was strange, because I have always found her to be very patient and careful in the the past. I was surprised that my questions were really the sole focus of our conversation. I would have expected her to want to review what had happened my last pregnancy and to discuss how she would want to manage my care for this pregnancy, but there was none of that.

The most disturbing part of the conversation is that I asked her what were my delivery options and she actually had to look in my chart to see that I had delivered previously by c-section. That really set me on edge -- whatever issues I had with my RE, at least she always knew who I was and what was my personal history. I found out that I would be delivered by a scheduled c-section at 39 weeks -- they won't schedule before 39 weeks because the lungs are not fully mature, which seems not right to me since 37 weeks is viewed as full term. Also, the pregnancy will be dated by LMP even though that is not accurate, so 39 weeks is really 39 1/2 weeks for me. The due date she is calculating falls on a Saturday, so I may not actually get scheduled until the following week, so another words, they will do a scheduled c-section if the baby makes it to full term -- I'd be surprised if I make it that far. Now, I don't really think delivering early is a good idea unless there is a specific medical reason, but the problem is that if I end up with an unscheduled delivery I get thrown into my doctor's delivery rotation schedule, which is a real nightmare. My doctor is in a practice with 3 other doctors but on weekends, they rotate coverage with 3 other practices, so potentially my baby could be delivered by 1 of 12 doctors, most of whom I will have no opportunity to meet prior. During the week, it is a little better, but not much. Daytime coverage rotates between the 4 doctors in the practice but at night they share coverage with one of the other practices. The net result of this setup and the scheduling of my delivery is that the likelihood of my doctor actually delivering my baby is pretty small.

I wanted a list of the doctors that could potentially delivery my baby and my OB said they could give me that at front desk, but mainly what I got when I asked at the front desk was a whole lot of attitude and confusion -- they gave me a partial list, but I think counting all the way up to 12 was beyond their capabilities.

I was interested in having the option of attempting a VBAC, but my doctor says that her insurance does not allow it. They require $100,000 per year per doctor in additional premiums to allow for VBAC deliveries. I really don't think the $100K is just for VBACs -- that probably also covers the right not to be forced to deliver multiples by c-section. I found this really amazing site with VBAC and c-section stats broken out by hospitals in NJ:

http://romancathanachronism.typepad.com/ican_somerset/2008/04/nj-hospitals-vb.html

My hospital has almost a 50% c-section rate, which is quite awful and you don't really get up to those levels if a meanful numbers of VBAC deliveries are performed. For countries with advanced medicine, c-section is usually medically warranted in about 15% of deliveries. In 2007, 2.5% of deliveries at my hospital were VBAC, so there appears to be at least a few doctors who will do them.

I had no real choice last pregnancy regarding delivery. T was breach and my amniotic fluid was low, so rotating was not an option and c-section was the only thing that made sense. My initial recovery was fine, but I had pain for 18 months afterwards. It also took a week before my milk came in -- I ended up breastfeeding T for over a year anyway, but another baby might not transition so easily from the bottle to the breast.

I'm not really sure how important VBAC is to me -- I just like to have the option. If my pregnancy goes well, I would be interested in trying a vaginal delivery. If I end up having complications like last time, I think I will just be more focused on the health of the baby and won't really care how he/she makes his/her way into this world.

Anyway, my real dilemma at the moment is whether or not to switch doctors. I don't know if my doctor was having an off day due to being disoriented about the computer system change, but she was really just dialin' it in and I'm not going to want to tolerate that for my whole pregnancy. I also hate the way her practice handle deliveries and since a lot my predelivery care is really managed by the high risk practice, I feel like it would be good to leave just so I can have a delivery group that is smaller than a Softball team.

Friday, January 16, 2009

My Big Boy

I took T to the pediatrician today for his 2 year well visit. When you have a preemie, doctors will tell you that by 2 years the child should have caught up with babies that are born at full term. Previously, T had never had any of the catch-up growth that preemies usually have. His weight has usually been in the 5-10th percentile and his height has gotten up to the 25th percentile, but has often been lower. He has hit all his developmental milestone on time, but really at the very tail end up what is viewed as normal.

Today my boy hit the 5oth percentile for height and is in the 20th percentile for weight. I actually think he was heavier before, but he has lost some weight in the last 2 months from one of those rare times he has been sick. I'm not really concerned about his weight. He is really quite the big eater, so we are lucky that he is not a bit of a chubster. He has also hit all his developmental milestones. I feel like physically, he is pretty much on par with other kids his age. I think his language skills are still a bit delayed, but that is more from being bilingual than from being a preemie. He is getting a lot of exposure to Spanish, which I think is great and he seems to understand Spanish a little better than English.

The only real downer about the appointment is that Y thinks his legs flail out when he walks and the doctor agreed that his walking is a bit odd, but that the problem is very subtle, so she thinks we should wait a bit to see if he self corrects instead of going to physical therapy right away. I'm fine with that approach for now.

I had thought he would get the controversial MMR vaccine or part of it today, but I have chosen to delay a little longer. My doctor can only get 2 of the 3 parts of the vaccine broken out separately and she is not sure if she will be able to get the 3rd part. If she can't get that 3rd part by the summer, I will need to move ahead with giving him the combined vaccine. He will need to be fully vaccinated before starting preschool in the fall.

T is generally pretty much a complete nightmare to take to the doctor. He will cry through the whole appointment and fight the doctor when she tries to touch him. His hatred of doctors and doctors' offices is part of the reason that we have tried to never take him to the RE's office except when totally unavoidable. Today, though, he was a little different. I had to take off all his clothes at the beginning of the appointment, so he could be weighed and measured. As always, he was very anxious to leave, but for some reason, he understood that he could not leave without clothes. He kept trying to put his clothes and his shoes on, which is something he has never done before and is not capable or doing yet, or to convince me that I should dress him. It was really funny. The doctor was very entertained.

T turns 2 on Sunday. We are just having a small party with family. We have a party with kids planned for a few weeks from now. We couldn't get it together enough to get the kids party organized in time for his birthday. Oh well. Luckily, he is still too young to really notice that his party will be a little late.

Monday, January 12, 2009

Yesterday and Today

There are some perks that come with pregnancy and I definitely benefited today. Since I have not been feeling so great lately, Y has been pampering me. Today was enrollment for the preschool that I had selected for T to attend next fall. The enrollment started at 7:30am, but there were only few spots open, so I was planning on getting there early. Y volunteered to get there at 6am and get a place in line, so she was out there huddled in the freezing cold while I was still warm and toasty in bed. I showed up a little before 7:30am and we were able to get T enrolled for 3 days a week from 9am to 1pm, which is what we wanted.

I had spent the better part of the last three months researching daycare and preschool facilities in my area. I have probably visited 15 places and spoke on the phone to another 25. I only found 2 places that I really liked and were reasonably close to my house and the school I enrolled T in was one of those 2, so we are pretty excited. The poor woman in front of us in line was pregnant with twins, had come in from Manhattan for the enrollment (her family will be moving), and was unable to get her child into the class she needed -- that really sucks. I can't believe how much competition there is just for preschool.

This afternoon, I went to the dentist. I think most women would have figured this out beforehand, but having a cleaning at 9 weeks pregnant is not a great idea. Luckily, I was not very nauseous at the time, so I got through it okay, but it was a lot more painful than normal. It was just amazing to me to see the amount of blood pouring out of my mouth. My dentist said that elevated estrogen levels during pregnancy increase capillary flow, so the additional bleeding is normal. I know I had a cleaning while I was pregnant last time, but I think it was during the 2nd trimester and I don't remember is being such an ordeal.

Yesterday, we had our monthly NYC TTC-Meetup. It was great to see everyone as usual. I was able to pass along most of my leftover meds to other members of our group, which was a great feeling. It is crazy how much some of these injectable medications cost, so I'm happy others can make use of them, instead of just having them take up space in my refrigerator. It was pretty funny to do the handoff in the middle of the restaurant. I still have some Crinone and Prometrium that I will probably pass along at some point. I'm just waiting to discuss my progesterone levels with my OB. I did end up emailing my RE about my descending progesterone levels, but she said my levels are fine and they don't need to be monitored further. I'll will probably ask my OB to do one more check anyway.

Saturday, January 10, 2009

Feeling Pregnant

The nausea and exhaustion has really kicked in full force in the last week. I have been feeling a little queasy the last few weeks, but it was mild enough that I could ignore it. This last week, though, I have gotten to the point where it can be difficult to eat anything other than fruit and cornflakes -- not exactly a balanced diet. Sometimes, I can manage a normal lunch, but almost never anything significant for dinner. I can't really eat any red meat and often even chicken can be problematic. Y has been making me these protein shakes, so I will have some protein in my diet. I hate those things even when not pregnant, but I have still been managing to get them down.

I get pretty tired around mid afternoon. I work at home a lot of the time, so it is tempting to go lie down, which I really need to not do from an employment perspective. Before T goes to bed, we usually let him watch Sesame Street for a half hour, so I have been having him watch on the TV in mine and Y's bedroom. I keep failing asleep during the show, so Y tends to find the 2 of us together passed out in the bed. Now, when I tell T it is time to go to bed, he walks to our bed instead of his crib -- not good.

My sense of smell has also really increased. Walking around the streets of NYC or even just walking through the Mall can be a real sensory assault. I have also noticed the T's poopy diapers, which never smelled good to begin with, seem really awful to me, so that is not helping in the nausea department either.

I'm also feeling the reality of the pregnancy setting in because I have gone ahead and scheduled my various 1st trimester appointments and testing. My first OB appointment is a week from Monday, which is great, because it is MLK day and I'm off already, so I won't need to schedule extra time off.

I am going to do the Ultra-Screen diagnostic test for 2 reasons. The Ultra-Screen is primarily a diagnostic test used to assess if the baby is at elevated risk for Down's Syndrome, Trisomy 18, and other genetic disorders. One of the components of the Ultra-Screen is a blood test for PAPP-A and this was the blood test that I had when pregnant with T that came back abnormally low, which, in addition to increasing risk for Down's Syndrome, correlates with placenta problems later in pregnancy. If my PAPP-A comes back low, this would be the first indication that I may be likely to have placenta issues again this pregnancy. If the Ultra-Screen shows elevated risk for a genetic disorder, I will go ahead and have CVS done. If there is not an elevated risk, then I will likely wait and do amniocentesis instead. I had a very good experience doing CVS my last pregnancy. The procedure was not very painful and it was great to know I was having a genetically normal boy at only 13 weeks. However, CVS does involve removing tissue from the placenta and, given my history, I don't want to needlessly disturb the placenta.

Scheduling the CVS after the nuchal scan that is part of the Ultra-Screen was a bit of a challenge. The Ultra-Screen needs to be done no earlier than 11W1D and it is best if I can get the CVS performed before 12W0D. To further complicate issues, if you will recall, my RE and I don't really agree on the dating of my pregnancy, so there is a potential difference of 2 days. Risk of miscarriage from CVS depends very heavily on the experience of the doctor doing the procedure. There is a practice in NYC where women come from around the world to have CVS done -- that is where I had my CVS done last pregnancy and really the only place where I would consider repeating the procedure.

What I worked out was that on January 30th, I will have my nuchal scan and, at the same time, my 1st appointment with my perinatologist. Unfortunately, they are also forcing me to have an appointment with a genetic counselor even though I had multiple genetic counseling appointments during my first pregnancy and I know all the potential issues associated with diagnostic and more invasive genetic testing. I'll be 11W3D by my dating and 11W1D by my RE's dating of the pregnancy.

Then, on February 3rd, I have a tentative appointment setup for CVS. This is at another hospital, so, unfortunately, I am being forced to have yet another genetic counseling appointment before the procedure. CVS can be done either vaginally or abdominally, but these doctors will only do CVS vaginally if the fetus measures less than 12W0D by ultrasound. I'll be 12W0D by my dating of the pregnancy and 11W5D according to my RE. The timing is a little tighter than I would like, but it was the best I could do.

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Graduation

Today was my last appointment at the clinic, so I have officially graduated. I was expecting the clinic to be packed because I think the lab is reopening soon, but it was totally empty. I was called in for blood work before I had even taken my coat off. Unfortunately, my scan was done by Dr. Clueless, who was in her fake nice mode. We got into a little disagreement because she didn't want to call me with blood results because they are "irrelevant" given the ultrasound tracking. Well, if they are irrelevant, then why do they still do them? I won and my nurse called with the results. My hCG levels are 63,981 and my progesterone is 12. I'm still a bit concerned because my progesterone seems to be trending down.

Everything looked great from the scan itself. The baby is measuring 8W0D, so that is 9 days growth in 7 days. The heartbeat was much stronger and measured 150 beats per minute, so that was reassuring after last weeks slower heart rate.

I picked up my records, said goodbye to few people, and left. Unfortunately, my doctor was not in her office, so I didn't get to say goodbye to her. Oh well, maybe I will run into her in the elevator.