Pregnant!
So, I guess I haven't written in a long time. Darrell and I got married on September 10, 2011.
I love him more and more everyday!
Before I talk about my new pregnancy, I'll go back to what I believe was the turning point of my life.
In early January this year I came to a decision. I was sick and tired of being sick and tired. Darrell and I joined the YMCA and we started eating healthier. I've been doing mostly aquafit classes while Darrell does a workout upstairs in the gym. I joined a site called MyFitnessPal and started counting the number of calories I was eating. I have no idea if I lost any weight in the first couple weeks because I didn't know there was a scale at the gym! Once I had my appointment with the trainer on the 28th, I weighed myself and found out I was at 309 lbs. UGH!! So I continued on with aquafit, healthy eating, and added workouts in the gym. The following week I weighed myself again and I lost 4 lbs!! In one week!! OMG I was soo freaking happy! So I continued on. That Saturday I wasn't feeling too good but I decided to go work out anyway. I struggled through most of my workout but when it came to the dreadmill, (yes I said DREADmill) I felt really winded and a bit dizzy. My heart rate was way too high so I stopped...
Now, I knew my rag was a few days late, but since my cycles weren't exactly regular anyway, I was just assuming that maybe the increase in exercise was to blame. The incident on the treadmill kinda made me think that maybe it was a little something more... So, Sunday I decided to get a test. The little blue plus sign showed up right away!!
Darrell was sleeping so I went and woke him up. He looked a little stunned, said REALLY?? then hugged me. I cried. I'm so freaking terrified this time. I can't stop thinking about miscarrying. Went to see my NP yesterday. Got blood work and she sent an ultrasound referral to the hospital. She didn't make me feel any better about the miscarriage thing... So last night I was googling about my meds and making myself more and more paranoid. So I called her back this morning to talk about it. We agreed to lower the dose of my Effexor and gradually wean me off of it. She also made me feel a bit better because she got my blood work back already and everything looked good!
So here I am, 5wks 2days preggo.
Trying my best not to obsess and worry about every little twinge of discomfort. Darrell is being really supportive despite me being a hormonal, crying, yelling, laughing, emotional mess. Did I mention I love him? Symptoms: REALLY sore boobs, feeling more tired than normal, bloated feeling in my belly, occasional mild nausea, and mood swings.
I love him more and more everyday!
Before I talk about my new pregnancy, I'll go back to what I believe was the turning point of my life.
In early January this year I came to a decision. I was sick and tired of being sick and tired. Darrell and I joined the YMCA and we started eating healthier. I've been doing mostly aquafit classes while Darrell does a workout upstairs in the gym. I joined a site called MyFitnessPal and started counting the number of calories I was eating. I have no idea if I lost any weight in the first couple weeks because I didn't know there was a scale at the gym! Once I had my appointment with the trainer on the 28th, I weighed myself and found out I was at 309 lbs. UGH!! So I continued on with aquafit, healthy eating, and added workouts in the gym. The following week I weighed myself again and I lost 4 lbs!! In one week!! OMG I was soo freaking happy! So I continued on. That Saturday I wasn't feeling too good but I decided to go work out anyway. I struggled through most of my workout but when it came to the dreadmill, (yes I said DREADmill) I felt really winded and a bit dizzy. My heart rate was way too high so I stopped...
Now, I knew my rag was a few days late, but since my cycles weren't exactly regular anyway, I was just assuming that maybe the increase in exercise was to blame. The incident on the treadmill kinda made me think that maybe it was a little something more... So, Sunday I decided to get a test. The little blue plus sign showed up right away!!
Darrell was sleeping so I went and woke him up. He looked a little stunned, said REALLY?? then hugged me. I cried. I'm so freaking terrified this time. I can't stop thinking about miscarrying. Went to see my NP yesterday. Got blood work and she sent an ultrasound referral to the hospital. She didn't make me feel any better about the miscarriage thing... So last night I was googling about my meds and making myself more and more paranoid. So I called her back this morning to talk about it. We agreed to lower the dose of my Effexor and gradually wean me off of it. She also made me feel a bit better because she got my blood work back already and everything looked good!
So here I am, 5wks 2days preggo.
Trying my best not to obsess and worry about every little twinge of discomfort. Darrell is being really supportive despite me being a hormonal, crying, yelling, laughing, emotional mess. Did I mention I love him? Symptoms: REALLY sore boobs, feeling more tired than normal, bloated feeling in my belly, occasional mild nausea, and mood swings.