Okay, I’m not sure what we were thinking but it’s a little late now… I’m pregnant with my third child. I am a mother of two girls, Olivia, almost 3, and Georgia, 14 months. So, I feel a little crazy admitting that I’m on my third when my girls are only 20 months apart as it is, but oh well, it’s what we wanted. Or at least that’s what I’m telling myself, as I battle constant nausea. Who ever coined the term morning sickness, by the way, was probably a man (no offense men), who hadn’t ever experienced the all-day sickness that many moms, including myself, experience with pregnancy. Anyway, I’m collecting remedies currently, so if you have any tricks up your sleeves let me in on them please. I’ve currently got: sea bands, ginger beer, peppermint tea, B12 and half a Unisom, Preggie Pops, and the classic saltines. I’ll be honest, I think I’m masochistically into the complaining and doing nothing option. Although, ice chips have been helping at night.
I must say that I count my lucky stars at night. Before Olivia was conceived, my husband, Brent, and I tried for years to conceive a child with no luck. After many tests and two different fertility doctors we eventually gave up due to the stress of the process. I was crazy. I wanted a baby more than anything and I was so consumed that it was affecting my mental health and to be honest, hurting our relationship. He took a stand and postponed the path we were pursuing at the time. I hadn’t had much success with two rounds of Clomid. Plus, we were in between insurance companies and waiting for his insurance to kick in. I wanted to kill him. What about my timeline? What about my clock? I wanted a baby so badly.
As I dealt with my devastation, I realized that I needed something to take the pain away. I talked Brent into buying Maggie, a mini-long-haired dachshund. We bought Maggie in November, and by December I was pregnant. We hear this all the time, stories about couples who for years try to get pregnant, then adopt, only to get pregnant on their own after adopting. I share my story in part to give anyone out there struggling some hope, and selfishly to help me remember where I come from. Especially when sickness takes me out of my reality and into self-pity. I am grateful and feel blessed to have such beautiful babies and a little dog, who is definitely playing second fiddle right about now.
Wow! Congratulations! I can’t wait to hear more as you go through the joys and, um, other (sorry about the all-day sickness) for the next 9 months. Best wishes to your whole family!
Well your clock is ticking now!!! You might need to adjust the time clock a bit
Love,
Papa
Bring them on! I love the grandchildren.
The big question now is will this little one
be a boy or a girl? I will look forward to meeting
the new addition to the Blaustein University next
year.
Love,
Nana
Even though i know your story, I love reading about it. Can’t wait to hear more…..you really are a great writer! Feel better!
Wow Veronica, that’s quite a story! I’m so happy how things turned out for you. I can totally relate to the timeline statement 🙂 sometimes life doesn’t follow our plans (but can turn out better than we planned!)
Hi Veronica! I had no idea you guys tried for so long! Of course, it isn’t something folks usually talk about all that much. I’m sorry you two had to go through that… I know it can be major for relationships— so way to go on surviving it! Congrats and congrats and congrats. Having 3 in a short time is, well, major. I know all about it. Gus and Eleanor are 16 months apart and Lucy came along 20 months later. I didn’t have constant nausea until Doggett Baby #4, due in March came along. I don’t know WTF to do, either, and I’m a doula for goodness sake. I’m doing all the same stuff, although I balk at the unisom and I don’t have any preggy pops. I also have been drinking raspberry leaf tea, and recently started making my own Kombucha rather than go broke drinking GT Daves… i think the kombucha helps. B vitamins and all that. I also have GinGins and those chinese ginger candies, and candied ginger. Mostly, none of it helps–is it just because I’m so damn old? This cannot be. Consider yourself in good (well… that’s quesitonable) company and I hope you move out of your fog as soon as possible. Take good care. I look forward to reading more 🙂
So awesome to be able to share these experiences with us! Thanks for putting it all out there!
Hey Myrtle: They told my grandmother she wouldn’t have any children…she went on to have 12! Again, congratulations! My morning sickness came with baby #3, and went away at about 16 weeks. It was another boy (as you know), but he was the biggest baby of all. Eating crackers all day was my solution. Take care.