Today was a good day.

Yesterday was ok, and the day before was horrible. It was as if I had reverted back to the way I was 3 weeks ago. I was throwing up and feeling like yet another bus had hit me.

So today I went with my mom and the kids to the mall to see Santa. It was the first time I had been to the mall in 3 months. It was great! I was exhausted and had to sit down every once in awhile, but it was so nice to be out. I even ate lunch at the mall. Granted it wasn't a whole heck of a lot, but it was more then I have had at one sitting in the last 3 months.

It is strange to look at myself in the mirror. I look like a concentration camp victim. All my bones are showing, but the baby has really started to pop out these past couple days. All of my clothes are falling off me. Hopefully I'll be able to get away with wearing my regular clothes through the winter. I refuse to buy winter maternity clothes!

Anyway, I know there was something really interesting I was going to post, but I can't think of what it was for the life of me. Sorry.

Take care and God Bless,
Dawn

My husband is the best!

He totally picked up the slack while I was sick. He would wake up and feed both kids and dress them and make Michael’s lunch if it was a school day. And some days he would take Michael to school and be late for work. Then he would come straight home and take care of the kids since I was off to bed. He’d feed them, bath them, and put them to bed. Then he washed clothed, cleaned up, and then study for this really difficult class he’s taking. He has been amazing! He’s put up with the kids and my whining for 2 months straight. He deserves a reward for all his work. I love him so much! Thanks you so much for all your work and dedication to our family.

My mom! She came over everyday to help take care of me and the kids. She feed them lunch and played with them. And would make me something to eat even though I would only take a bit! And she massaged me feet and head and scratched by back everyday, sometimes for hours. It was the only thing that kind of made me feel ok. I am so thankful for all she has done for me. If it wasn’t for her I don’t know what I would have done. Thank you mom!

Love,
Dawn

I’m back from the brink of death!

For most women pregnancy is a time of joy. For me it is a struggle to live. I’ll be 13 weeks tomorrow and as of today I am finally starting to feel human again! Hallelujah!

As soon as I found out I was pregnant I started feeling sick. That is actually why I suspected I was. And after a trip to the ER my Dr. put me on a home IV and medicine pump. This helped minimally. I’ve lost a total of 26 lbs through this 2 months ordeal and most of my bones are showing! It even grosses me out a bit.

I was taken off the IV last week and the home health care nurses are going to start weaning me off the Zofran the end of this week, if I let them. I’m thinking about insisting I stay on the strong dose an extra week just in case.

The baby is fine. Apparently it really wanted to live. I feel it move a lot even though I’m not showing yet. Now I have the other joys of pregnancy to look forward to i.e. leg cramps, back pain, hip pain, heart burn, sciatic nerve, hip displacement, groin pain, and ligament pain. Oh the joys of childbearing!

My days consisted of waking up and usually throwing up immediately. Then I would pee if I was lucky. And off to the couch. Here I would remain until 6pm only getting up to throw up. And what did I eat and drink? Nothing, especially in the beginning. After I got on the IV and medicine pump I was able to eat one or two small things a day and maybe some liquids. Today, I am eating and keeping it down. I am still nauseous, but it comes and goes! I am so happy I really thought I was going to die this time. I’m alive…Alive!