I feel like my life has fallen apart. Sunday, I woke up with a horrible headache and my blood pressure was sky high. I ended up staying at home from church because of that and all the puking I was doing non-stop. Rob comes home on his way to take Fuzzy to the circus, and he finds most of the house under an inch of water. While I was asleep in the 2 hours he was gone our front bathroom toilet decided to overflow and overflow and overflow. Now we are stuck in a hotel for probably a week with a very bitchy toddler that doesn't do good at all in hotels. The cry-it-out technique that we have to use on him sometimes does not work in a hotel. Our house has been completely torn up, all the flooring is gone, and there are huge fans everywhere. I'm in tears because I just want things back to the way they should be. I just want to be in my own home.

On top of all that my doctor put me on bedrest because of my elevated blood pressure. I'm terrified of getting fired because of all my health problems, and all the unpaid leave I've had to take over the past year. What the hell will I do if I lose my job? How the hell can I rest with all of this weighing down on me. Why is nothing simple for me ever? I'm so tired of living under a storm cloud all the time. The only good thing that has happened to me in the past few weeks was hearing the baby's good strong heartbeat today.

Moving Forward

Things have been going better the last week or so. I've been only getting sick first thing in the morning, and I have been going to work everyday. I have more energy now, but I still get tired fairly easy. I went to see a dietitian last week, and found it very helpful. I had no idea that I was not eating enough carbs at most of my meals, and that I needed to eat more snacks to keep my blood sugar levels stable. I was too excited to find out that I could actually go to KFC and get a small mashed potatoes and gravy, 2 pieces of chicken, and green beans and my blood sugar would be just fine when I tested 2 hours later! WooHoo for mashed potatoes!!!!

We had a doctor's appointment this past Friday that Rob finally got to attend. My doc did another one of those fun up the hooha ultrasounds, and the baby is still measuring a week ahead of their due date. Baby was asleep this time unlike the other ultrasounds where we usually get dancing and jumping shows. It was nice that Rob finally got to see the baby instead of just seeing pictures. I'm excited that my blood pressure and blood sugars are doing good, and I don't have to go back to my OB for 4 weeks! Yippee! I had been going to the doctor every 2 weeks and sometimes more than that. One good thing is that I have a lot of ultrasound pictures to show the baby's progression.

I'm so ready to know the gender so bad. I'm hoping to have that scan when I hit 17 weeks which will be right after Easter. And yes, I am hoping and praying for a healthy baby but I am a member of Team Pink until I see a winkie to prove otherwise.

Time

Everyone keeps talking about how fast time is flying. How it seems like it was just Christmas and now it's March. I on the other hand feel like time is moving very slowly. Everyday drags on and on. Robert said it feels like I've been pregnant forever, and I have to agree. I'm hoping once I'm way into my 2nd trimester and I can feel the baby kicking I will be able to enjoy things more.

11 Weeks