More Pregnancy Fun (NOT)
So now I get to watch out for signs of pre-eclampsia.
When the nurse took my BP it was high (132/93). The midwife said that in combination with my swollen feet raised a red flag for her.
Now, I get the BP thing, because I generally have low(ish) BP anyway so any major deviation from my norm is certainly cause for concern. But the swollen feet? They’ve been that way since I found out I was pregnant, so to me, no red flag. And I would have thought that would have been the case with the midwife since I’ve had the swelling since I’ve been seeing them, but…whatever.
So I had to lay on my side for five minutes and then have the BP redone, and it was fine. Then she sat down and brought up the pre-eclampsia and the words “modified bed rest” came out. Basically I’m supposed to lay around (or in this case sit) and do nothing, which is basically what I’ve been doing (minus a few chores which I gave up just this week)! She wanted me to come in earlier than one week so I could get my BP taken again but it couldn’t be arranged. So she said, find someone who has a BP cuff/machine (mom does yay!) and check it on Monday (laying down) and if the bottom number is over 85, they want to hear about it. She also gave me other symptoms to watch out for: further swelling of my feet, bleeding, headaches, pains in the chest that aren’t heartburn related. And then she actually said, “Can I trust that you’ll page us if any of this happens?”
WTF??? I’m 32 years old, college educated and after everything I went through with Liam (which I’ve told them about, several times) why wouldn’t I call???? I’m just as concerned about my own health as well as that of Sarah as you are!!! I wanted to say something, but by that time I just wanted to get out of there so I could go to the store to get milk and go home. Now I love everything that the midwives have done for me so far, they have given me far superior care than I ever got with the health department when I was pregnant with Liam. But that…*seethes* it made me want to hit something.
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At which I am currently sitting at in an battered but comfy chair. It’s kind of nice not to have my laptop perched on the edge of a chair’s arm.
But more importantly, the reason I have a desk is that it was moved from the office/third bedroom to make room for the crib. Tomorrow there is massive amounts of cleaning happening. In the office, in the living room, just lots of cleaning. And somewhere in there I go see the midwives.
Most of my days lately have just involved trying to get into a comfortable position while sitting. While Sarah thwarts those plans by sticking her head/foot/some body part just under my ribs. Two weeks ago the midwife was all “well, she’ll start slowing down now, less moving because she’s getting bigger and there’s less room to move around in there”. Uh huh. Somehow I don’t think Sarah got the memo. Of course my child is going to be stubborn. I don’t think she’d be my child otherwise.
Oh, unofficially, we’ve started a baby pool. No money involved, but if you wanna take a stab at when Miss Sarah will be making her arrival into this world, go right ahead. My baby sister has already claimed Nov. 4th, cause she thought it would be kinda cool for Sarah to be born on election day.
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Just wanted to let everyone know that I am here, just mostly lurking.
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