Here you can see (if you can on a computer) the lovely green we chose. Special thanks to the kind writer of We Are What We Repeatedly Do. Now we just have to finish painting the dining area... and the hallway... and the extra (baby's?) room.... sigh.Secondly, I had my first physical exam today. My girls are up a full cup size (and they ain't tiny to begin with) and my gut is bloated. In fact, dear Jen & Elizabeth advised me on a shopping trip (at which we had the best sandwiches ever made for her birthday) on buying new bras that are heaven. She also oohed with me over the cutest little maternity sundress ever that I shall wear on my upcoming cruise. But back to the appointment, the cervix seems happy. And I have gained 4 pounds. My beloved doctor told me we would listen for the heartbeat at the next appointment and that we should definitely hear it since I am "skinny." Then, in the next breath he said that I should try hard not to gain any more weight in the next 4 weeks, and at most, I can only gain 2 more pounds. He said that I am "starting at a really good point weight wise, so that helps," but that "gestational diabetes is a concern with pcos, and I've gained a bit much already. Seriously, if I didn't love this man so much, I probably would have cried. I know it seems a bit over the top, but I had been completely ok with my shape and weight gain before this. Now I feel like a cow. It feels like my pants aren't fitting because I'm a glutton. It's a good thing that more and more foods are coming back into the "safe to eat" category, because apparently I'm going to need to watch it more closely. Can anyone share stories of weight gains in the first trimester? I just don't want to feel like I'm the freak here.
The rest of the day was quite interesting. Shall we?
Vignette #1
After my exam, I headed over for some blood letting. Per my usual, I settled into a corner one seat away from the person closest to me. It seems to be the code in that waiting room, and I don't like to share leg space. Shortly after I made myself comfortable, two young women walked in. One of them was quite obviously pregnant. They were giggling and talking in that loud non-whisper and looked (and acted) about 12. Of course they chose to sit in the chairs situated at an "L" to mine directly beside me so that I had to lean my body away to avoid physical contact. Then they continued their animated whispering. (If you want to be so secret - move farther away!) I felt myself growing very annoyed with them and their attitude almost as if I were still waiting for this pregnancy. They were talking in what seemed to me to be a very naive way about the whole business. But them, my inner comments turned to chastisement as I tried to rein in those negative feelings. After all, what harm did they ever do me? And she deserved to be very happy about her coming baby.
Just as I decided that, they started discussing one of their "friends," who was "paranoid" about her chances at pregnancy and who had had "all her STD testing done already before even starting." Their tone was so scathing, it rankled me all over again. I was wishing I had brought headphones by this point. Then they said it.... "Yeah.. like I'm sure she thinks she's gonna be infertile or something." "Aaarrrgghh!!!!!!" went the angry infertile in my head as I concentrated harder on my DS. My best guess is that this poor girl already KNOWS she has problems and is going through testing because of that. Even if not, does she really deserve to be talked about in such a scathing stage whisper with strangers around? I no longer felt guilty about my annoyance.
Vignette #2
I am mercifully called in for blood letting shortly after the giggling girls have had their fun. Once again, I get the phlebotamist who is 4 months pregnant and seems to think this entitles her to offering me lots of unsolicited advice. I have not seen this woman for the 3 and a half years of very routine appointments with this office. Yet she says she's been there the whole time. Now I suddenly see her for almost every visit? How is this possible? She's the one who offered up how long she had been trying and pshawed when she asked me how long I had been so we could enter the pain olympics. (She seemed disappointed when I didn't play.)
Today her question seemed simple. "How are you feeling?" As my stomach was rumbling painfully by this point (like it does every 2 hours) I said, "Hungry all the time. Nauseous a lot." She gave me a classic cartoon double take. "HUNGRY? All the time?? How far along ARE you?" I responded that I was 9 weeks, and she said, "NINE WEEKS? So hungry at 9 weeks? What are you doing in there?" Taken aback, I replied, "Very busy growing a baby." She huffed at me, "I don't know why you so hungry at only 9 weeks! Are you sure it's only one?" I just stared. What a nice way to round up feeling like a cow for gaining 4 pounds. Lovely. Now I'm an overeating cow. To add insult to injury, she carelessly rolled my vein to the side while taking the multiple vials so she could rest her wrist. It did not feel good.
13 comments:
From what I can see your living room looks great. that is a pretty color. I am glad to things are going well.
Wow what a great trip to get blood taken (as I roll my eyes). Sometimes I really wonder about people. Well I can't wait until you can hear the heartbeat. that will be so exciting!
I think I would have snapped and said something rude to the giggling duo. You showed much more restraint than I would have.
I'm jealous of your 4 pound weight gain! I gained 7 in the first trimester and now at 17 weeks I've gained 14!! My doctor says it's just fine.
My OBs never commented on my weight and I was overweight to begin with. Medical science still doesn't have any specific reason for why some women get GD and some don't. tell them to step off.
Thanks Michelle!
Kristin - I think my timely call in saved them.
Christina - Oh don't worry. I have 3 more weeks to gain. ;-)
And to both Christina and Mommy Shoes - I am SO jealous of your OBs not chastising you! If mine is on this already, I have a feeling that part is going to suck. Maybe I really should tell him to step off - that it causes me a lot of anxiety. He actually told me to buy a scale and weigh myself every day. WHA???? I guess I should have expected this from the guy who got all freaked out when I LOST weight and told me not to lose anymore. Ah he was so close to perfect. ;-)
pretty green! I think we need to find shirts that state the obvious in a polite wa to ward off stupid people.
Pretty flowers
When my mom was pg with my closest sister, the doctor came strolling in with her chart singing "fatty fatty two by four....". Which was a horrible thing to sing to a pg woman with an ED. She was actually underweight!
Don't feel bad about four pounds. I somehow managed to gain nine in a couple weeks.(I blame the prometrium ;))
I can't believe he said anything about the four pounds. I can gain that much or more just waiting for AF.
I don't think 4 lbs seems like much - I've gained more than that in nine weeks, and I'm not even pregnant! I can understand your OB's concerns about GD, what with all the other issues your body has, but there's a right way and a wrong way to express concern - and it ISN'T by telling you to weigh yourself everyday! You're doing just fine, and you look hotter than ever!
Ugh, I would have been fuming inside at both the doctor's weight concerns and the stupid girls! I had a nutritionist tell me this time I should only gain a total of 15-20 pounds. Um, right, miss-overweight-yourself-nutritionist-lady! If there's ever a time in your life you shouldn't care about weight (although still trying to be healthy!), this is it, right?
And those flowers were beautiful!
I can understand the concern over gestational diabetes, but come on. There is no reason to ream you over four pounds.
And for the record, I was hungry ALL.THE.TIME. from week 7 to probably week 10. Then the contstant hunger/nausea went away. I would say it is a perfectly normal sensation and your phlebotamist is a wack job.
Again, I say tell your doctor to suck it. :) I gained more than you, you were thinner than I was to begin with, and I lost all my weight really, really fast. In other words, the baby NEEDED that weight. Your body is just doing what it needs.
The walls look even better in person! :)
Your living room looks great! I don't know but 4 pounds doesn't sound like a lot to me. You're doing what your baby needs. Those people are just rude!!
Thanks everybody. You guys are the awesomest. What would I do without the internets?
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