Having made the decision way back in October not to risk injury by pushing my post-op hip into training for and running the Olympic Trials Marathon in January, the new idea on my mind was to try for another baby. Over the past year I’ve been having this feeling that our family isn’t quite complete, like there is another soul out there waiting to come in. Well, apparently he or she was READY and it was meant to be because it didn’t take long for the thought of, “yeah, lets try for another one” to transpire into “woah, I’m pregnant!” And “Woah” it was. This being my fourth time around, you’d think I’d handle it like a pro and it would be no big hiccup, but this time has been different. I had morning sickness with my first child, puking a few times a week throughout pregnancy and feeling pretty sick all the time. Pretty common experience for pregnancy, annoying but manageable. The second and third children came along much easier with only mild sickness and a few puke sessions. This pregnancy has been a whole different story. Even before I took a pregnancy test I was turning up my nose at certain foods and gagging at the smell of Aaron’s post-run body odor. Aaron claimed I didn’t even need to take the test because he could tell by my heightened senses that I was preggers. And it only got more intense from there. A week later I was having all sorts of food aversions and puking 1-3 times a day. Over the next week I couldn’t drink water, only lemonade, soda, and vitamin water and I was tossing it back up 3-5 times a day.
I normally like to take a conservative, holistic approach to managing illness, so I was all about the peppermint oil, ginger tea, lemon drops, small frequent meals, acupressure wrist bands ect. My midwife recently moved to the Copper Canyons in Mexico to train indigenous midwives among the Tarahumara (the same group of native indians in the book “Born to Run”), so I emailed her to ask for a referral of another midwife in the Boulder area. She gave me the name of another midwife and I went to visit her and get some more ideas on how to manage the sickness. She told me some more natural remedies and I tried most of them but nothing helped. Over Christmas weekend things got even worse to where I was pretty much laying in bed all day (Aaron has been “Super Dad” lately)! I hadn’t held down anything for longer than two hours and was shivering while feeling dehydrated and very weak. I had lost a couple of pounds in the past week and was feeling SO hungry but couldn’t seem to get more than a few bites in at a time. Tuesday morning I called my regular O.B. in tears. She got me right in that afternoon and did a quick ultrasound to make sure it wasn’t a molar pregnancy or twins (which it wasn’t). Just seeing the little fetus with blood pumping right through his/her heart made me smile and feel comforted about this frustrating sickness. My O.B. said I had Hyperemesis Gravidarum, a severe form of morning sickness and she prescribed some meds right away. Its now Thursday and I am starting to feel a bit better. I puked only three times yesterday and held down a lot more liquid. I’ve slept better and no longer have the chills. I am hoping things continue to improve and I can start to get my energy back. I still feel pretty sick but its definitely an improvement from where I was on Sunday.
We announced our pregnancy to the kids on Christmas morning and Abe said, “Oh I just thought you were sick! I didn’t know you were in labor or something?” Haha, it was a good opportunity to teach them about pregnancy and labor. Breanne and Ali were super excited and curious and ever since Sunday have been putting their hand on my bellie saying, “Baby” in the sweetest most tender way. We invited them to join us for the 20 week ultrasound in March which also happens to be Breanne’s 6th birthday! Right now I’m just about 9 weeks along and hoping that the morning sickness subsides a bit in a few weeks. The baby is due August 3rd, but based on the fact that all three of my kids have been 9-16 days early, we may get another July baby (Abe and Ali are July 15th and July 11th).
As I face the challenge of enduring the morning sickness and staying positive, I realize its all preparation and training for the additional challenges ahead, not just in pregnancy and birthing but also in raising another child throughout his or her life! When we face difficult things in life it helps to remember that God is mindful of us and is standing by. He will not give us more than we can bear and will not leave us comfortless.
|The following story is a great example of how the Lord teaches and molds us through life’s trials.