I never thought I would love being a mom so much as I do! It’s incredible! When I look into her eyes, my heart melts. I can’t believe she is mine! I love being her mom!
If you were able to read my last post, on Dec 23 my baby girl – Eisley – arrived 10 weeks early. She has been doing really well. She is breathing on her own for the last few weeks, has been putting on weight and then yesterday she had the temperature in her incubator bed. We were able to put clothes on for the first time, and it was such an exciting moment. She wasn’t overly excited about wearing clothes, but once she was snuggled in, she settled down.
Life in the NICU is always on the edge of uncertainty. In the back of my mind, I am always afraid that things are going to go back down again. I appreciate the nurses being so open and willing to answer questions that we have. That really helps with the anxiety that constantly hovers around the NICU.
What helps me the most is relying on God. I have been learning that there is nothing that I can control. Prayer is what brings me comfort. I trust that God has a plan is strengthening me as a woman and a mother as he continues to help my baby girl grow and develop.
My baby girl is so strong and she is my hero! I love holding her in my arms and listening to her little coos. I love her with all of my heart.
Well, I have been absent for awhile now, but a lot has gone down over the past few weeks! On December 19 I was care-flighted to Phoenix, AZ after I was diagnosed with preeclampsia. Then on December 23, at 5:37 pm, after 26 hours of labor, I was given an emergency c-section after the baby’s heart rate dropped. She was 10 weeks early, gestational only 30 weeks, but is doing incredible! Since her birth she is breathing on her own, no longer has an IV, and has been able to tolerate her food! She is perfect and strong! Her name is Eisley Ann!
I am still a little shell shocked about everything, because it came so quickly, but my heart is so full of joy and love. I truly never knew I could love someone so much.
Up until now, I have had a difficult time working out while pregnant because I would frequently get sick afterwards. However, now that I have switched medications, I am able to work out again! I have done yoga two nights in a row, without getting sick! YAY!! I am finally starting to feel normal again!!
After many months of being “intestinally” sick during my pregnancy, I am starting to recover. It turns out many of the problems were stemming from my anxiety medication. Ever since I switched meds, my stomach, and bowels, have been happy! It’s hard to believe such a simple change would make such a difference. I hate that I have to rely on medication to help with my anxiety during this pregnancy, but after much prayer and consultation, we decided that it is best for me to continue taking them. I truly believe that if my panic attacks came back, it would be harmful to my little girl. I have to make sure I am well so I can keep her safe and healthy.
I am also finally seeing joy in this pregnancy! She is 26 weeks now and each day her kicks get stronger and stronger. It’s a pretty bizzare feeling, actually, to have a little human beating (with love) my insides, but I love it! I actually only got a few hours of sleep last night because she was up the whole time playing the bongos on my bladder! It was hard to stay mad, even if I was exhausted at work today.
I am still a bit nervous about delivery, but not as much as I use to be. I had a lot of anxiety and panic about it in the past, but now I am starting to see it as an exciting nervousness. You know what I mean? I’m not at all looking forward to the pain of the contractions, but I can’t wait to finally hold her in my arms!
It’s starting to get real!! ❤️
Ok, this is going to be some serious TMI, but I need some advice and help! Desperately! For the last several weeks I have been having episodes of super loose stool and diarrhea. It doesn’t last all day, but it is mostly after dinner. It is really uncomfortable and even makes me nauseous. My dr told me that it is due to my anxiety, and we have upped my medication a little bit and it has helped. However, it still lingers around several times a week.
Have any of you experienced this? And if you have, how did you deal with it?
I feel incredibly guilty writing this post, but I feel I need to write it. When I began my blog, I intended to remain unfiltered about my emotions and anxiety, no matter how difficult to talk about. So, I feel I must write this post.
I hate pregnancy. There has not been any part of it that has agreed with me, and I am really struggling with it today. I feel so guilty about feeling this way, because I thought it was such a magical experience. I knew that morning sickness would happened, but I didn’t think it would last so long for me. I hadn’t expected constantly feeling sick. I didn’t expect hating food and no longer enjoying eating. I can only have a few bites of something, and normally that involves gagging it down. I didn’t expect the mere idea or thought of food to cause my stomach to tie up in knots. I also didn’t expect to dread going to parties or hanging out with my friends because it always involves food.
I feel so tired of being sick. I desperately want to enjoy being pregnant and watching my belly grow with my darling child inside of me.
Please don’t think that I don’t love my child, and that I am truly grateful beyond measure to be blessed with fertility. I have experienced a previous miscarriage so I understand the miracle that occurred inside of me. I know that once I see my baby girl all this sickness will be just a memory.
But what I’m struggling with is trying to get to that point. My mind feels so conflicted with defeat from the sickness, but I don’t want to be consumed by it because I desperately want to enjoy this experience.
I know that my anxiety disorder makes this harder because I find myself ruminating about getting sick, and that does not help me feel better. I am working to combat these thoughts, but I feel so drained.
I feel so alone and defeated today. I wish that my body responded well to the pregnancy and I could just breeze through the next four months. However No matter how hard it gets, I know that God is with me. I may not feel like it sometimes, but I know he is there. I am going to need to work extra hard to trust Him and allow Him to do His work.
Thank you for listening to me vent. ❤️
Well I am halfway through! I have hit the 20 week mark! I still am having “morning sickness” aka all day sickness, which I was hoping would be gone by now. I have not been as nauseous as I was in the first trimester, but I still throw up a few times a week.
I have decided that instead of being overly self conscious or embarrassed about my changing body, I have decided to embrace it, and laugh at it! From peeing when I laugh/sneeze/cough, to having room-clearing gas, I am been trying to see the bright side of it. At first, I really struggled with my body, but now I just realize it’s part of the journey!
What are some of your most embarrassing pregnancy moment?
As I posted yesterday, I have had ruminations and reoccurring thoughts about getting sick in public A LOT since I have gotten pregnant. To summarize yesterday’s post, these thoughts have slowly taken over my thought patterns and have been keeping me from doing much outside of work or home.
So today, my husband and I went to Las Vegas (about an hour from our home) to pick up my brother at the airport. Over the last few weeks, I have spent a lot of my thought energy on being nervous about the trip due to my frequent “morning” sickness. I didn’t want to get sick while on the road, or when I was trying to walk around the city. However, over the last few days, I have spent a lot of time in prayer working to renew my mind, break down these thoughts and replace them with positive ones. I no longer want to be controlled by my anxiety.
Since I have been pregnant, I have not experienced any of my normal anxiety symptoms. However, upon deeper self reflection, and some conversations with family, I have realized that my anxiety has shifted into constant thoughts of vomiting.
Let me say here that before I got pregnant, I always had an extreme hatred of throwing up. I had a slight anxiety of getting sick in public, although I’m not sure why, because it has never happened.
Fast forward nearly 5 months, and I have been throwing up A LOT! Morning sickness does not just occur during the morning. As a result of this sickness, I have begun to have ruminations about getting sick in public or when out to eat, since I have gotten sick several times while eating at home. I have noticed that I spend A LOT of my day thinking and fearing getting sick outside of my home. I have several trips over the next few weeks (vacation and work trainings) and for the last several weeks I have been stressed out about them. I am afraid to drive in the car, eat at a restaurant, stay in a hotel, and the list goes on. These constant thoughts cycle around in my head any time I have a quiet moment.
God brought to my attention that these constant ruminations were stealing my peace and joy. I have been avoiding socializing or traveling because of the fear of getting/feeling sick. I have desperately wanted to enjoy being pregnant but these thoughts have been getting in my way.
So, today I decided that I am going to renew my mind. I spent a lot of the morning in prayer and began to combat the thoughts that have been taking over. Every time I had a thought about feeling or getting sick, I would say “No, I am fine” or “So what, there is a trashcan over there”. I kept saying positive things to myself instead of negative. I am beginning to feel my mind lighten slightly and the idea of travel doesn’t seem so scary.
With my anxiety, in the past, I have been in a place where I didn’t want to leave the house, and I promised myself I would never get there again. I will not allow these thoughts to control me, or take away the joy of this pregnancy any longer. God has given me this child, and yes I may be getting sick at times, but I will no longer allow that to keep me from experiencing peace. I am taking back control of my mind.