2008 November 03 | Heir to Blair

All is well!

3 Nov posted by heirtoblair

Thank you for your sweet thoughts & prayers — you have no idea how much everyone has meant to me today!

IMG 1567 All is well!

Harpie is measuring right on schedule, heart rate is 179 bpm, and s/he was even twitching around the ute, swimming like Michael Phelps

We have a gold medalist on our hands!

I didn’t realize how completely anxious & mildly terrified I was until I saw Harpie’s sweet heartbeat, and I almost cried on the exam table despite the dildo-cam being shoved up my girly-bits. She said that there is nothing that indicates why I’ve been spotting, but that I should take it easy this week — no sex, no exercise. Stay very hydrated & off my feet as much as possible for at least a few days until whatever this is has the chance to calm down. She also eased our minds by saying that with a heartbeat this strong & being 9 weeks, that chances of miscarrying are so slim. I’m so thankful.

Nate went with me & I can tell he feels so much better, although I stole his milkshake too. Yes, I drank 2 medium chocolate milkshakes today. I eat my feelings.

Nerd Porn is my comfort food.

3 Nov posted by heirtoblair

An hour & a half until my appointment, & Edward Cullen on YouTube is my distraction.

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8 Week Letter.

3 Nov posted by heirtoblair

Dear Harpie,

You are worrying Momma today. I’m missing half of my fingernails & I’m convinced that some of the nausea is from stress.

And I feel like I can barely write, only because I am so deep into prayer & my own selfish worries. I know everything is fine with you — I still am reeling with symptoms, and light spotting is generally okay. I am thrilled that the nurses & doctors care for you enough that they want to double-check this afternoon. The odds are in our favor, little one.

But it does make me face a reality of pregnancy, and that reality is the potential to lose you, my little bird. So far, I have done a great job of keeping calm & remaining hopeful. When Daddy & I started trying for you, we prayed that this would be God’s will. That if it wasn’t the correct time, that it simply wouldn’t happen. And we also prayed that with everything in our lives, that if He did give us a baby, that it would stick. Because we cannot take anymore heartbreak & stress right now.

Harpie, I hope to see you today & I know your little heart is beating away & you are thriving. I love you.

Love,
Momma

p.s. looks like we survived Daddy’s cooking

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Getting checked.

3 Nov posted by heirtoblair

at 3 o’clock this afternoon.

The nurse says everything should be just fine, but this is my second spotting episode (first one was brown spotting 2 days before my 1st u/s), so she wants me in so the doctor can check me.

I really, really, really appreciate them checking me. It’s what I was praying for to alleviate worry. So why does this make me even more nervous? I wish she had just blown it off, “Oh, you’ll be fine. That’s nothing.”

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3 Nov posted by heirtoblair

Awww, so many votes for me & Harpie I’ll let y’all know if we win!!!! http://www.studiojk.blogspot.com

I’m feeling pretty nauseated tonight, which sucks. It’s been getting so much better, but these waves of vomit hit me hard & last about 5 minutes during the day…and the night is pretty constant. Spaghetti sounds AWESOME tonight. Eating it sounds divine; making it causes my stomach to heave. & when I asked Nate if he would make spaghetti for dinner, he greeted me with a blank stare. “Ummm….I can try?” he stuttered.

OH MY SWEET GENTLE LORD. You know your husband is spoiled when he doesn’t know how to make spaghetti. A high schooler can successfully make spaghetti. Hell, a 4-year-old can do it with play dough.

So he is downstairs, puttering around the kitchen, whistling, & desperately trying not to destroy dinner. I will let you know tomorrow if I survive his cooking…which is doubtful, considering he just admitted that he’s not entirely sure how long to boil the noodles. ::rolls eyes::

I’m spotting. Peachy-pink. Mostly peach, little dab of pink. I’m trying not to stress. I’m not cramping, and it’s 7:30 on a Sunday night. I’m calling the doctor tomorrow, but I’m hoping it has more to do with stress & constipation. Sad, because I totally wanted to get Nate horizontal tonight, especially if he makes me tasty spaghetti.

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