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Excited

This is my second pregnancy, and I am now 19 weeks. Tom and I find out tomorrow what we're having. He was the first to know I was pregnant, and he said it was a girl from day 1...LOL...I hope so.

We got pregnant thru first time in May and found out on my birthday. We were so scared, and excited too. That was short lived when I spotted a week later...spent 7 hours in the hospital to find out I had a miscarriage. They didn't do an ultrasound just an exam and my uterus was clear.

Ten days later I had horrible pains in my lower abdomen and dealt with them for 2 days until I couldn't walk, and was throwing up constantly. Tom rushed me to the e.r. And they told me I didn't have a miscarriage and that the baby was now 8 weeks and had ruptured my tube and I was internally bleeding. They rushed me into surgery and took my left tube. They told me that they other tube looked perfect but that I would only be fertile for 6 months out of the year. That was on June 18th...By August 9th we were pregnant again...This time everything was great, and we have a so far healthy baby. We are so excited, and we have picked the names Charlotte "Charlie" Lynn, and Jackson Thomas.

I would just like to say, when they tell you your horrible sickness will go away in the 2nd trimester they lied. I am still sick, and so far I've only gained 1/2 a lb. I also had horrible constipation around the 2nd month, had to visit the E.R. to fix the problem. But she'll be worth it :)


Jessica

The easy stages

Well this was the fun part of pregnancy I really loved being pregnant at this point all I did was eat and I was full of energy I worked at the bank so the hours I worked allowed me and my husband to go for walks in the park and of out to eat and really got to enjoy this time.

The morning sickness was gone the only thing was the itching because then my stomach was growing and also the peeing was kicking in so that was a little hard but other than that I loved this part.


latrina

Roving eye or just pleased to be a daddy?

I've been married for 4 years now and have two daughters Lucie (aged 4) and Sophie-Rose (aged 2).

My husband has never been the most faithful of men and his eyes roved before, but I'd like to say we've been solid since the birth of our first daughter. The only problem is after I gave birth to the girls, he wouldn't go near me for months after. It was like after seeing all that blood and gore he didn't see me in the same way again. He confessed that after seeing me give birth, he couldn't bring himself to have sleep with me and our sex-life was on hiatus for the next ten months or so.

It was the same with Sophie-Rose, he didn't interact with her at all. Now I've found out I'm pregnant with a baby boy, Edmund and he's been scarily supportive. I don't know whether it's because it's a boy or because he's feeling guilty. It would shatter me if I found out he was having an affair at this stage.

Emma

Pregnancy drama

I am about 5 months pregnant with my first boy. The father and I are in a bad situation right now. We dated for about 5 to 6 months. The relationship was spiraling down the drain but we somehow still wanted to work things out. Eventually, things turned so sour that we had to break up. Three weeks later, I found out I was pregnant.

He was sort of present in the beginning. I wasn't sure whether I could be a mother or could find the nerve to get an abortion. My ex insisted that I keep the baby because I had to "obey God." In the meantime, he told me that I needed to keep this baby but prepare as though he wouldn't be there to help me. I wanted to communicate but he wasn't trying to talk to me. He told me that any issue would be taken to court. I was then taken to an abortion clinic. I was locked out of my home. I had no more belongings. No help from my ex. He then told me he didn't want a relationship with me and has no obligation towards me. He says he will be the best father he can be. In the meantime, he wouldn't talk to me, ask how the baby is doing... he says he will now be sending me checks for $50 in the mail until the baby is born. I have no clue what is going on.

All I can think about is that God will provide for the baby and I. My ex will respond to God on judgment day and that is not my responsibility. My son will learn about birds, fish, horses, music. I am so happy I chose to give him life. I can't imagine waking up in the morning with the thought I will never be able to tell my son "I love you." I am happy that I'll be able to hug him, hold him, comfort him when he cries, listen to him laugh, hear his little child voice ask me questions, watch him walk, have him pull my hair. He is just worth everything to me. I don't need my bank account. I don't need my career. I don't need my reputation. I don't need any of the material things that I have. I was stripped of everything for months. The one thing that kept me going is knowing that my son will be able to hear from my mouth to his own ears that I love him so dearly.


Abby

Well, finally.

I wasn't sure where to put this on this website, so I am posting it in second trimester and then again in infertility. I have been pregnant six times, and this is the first time I have made it past 11 weeks. My husband and I have been trying for three years. We were referred to a specialist after our first two miscarriages, and they were unable to find out what caused them and just told us to keep trying. After our 5th miscarriage, we started Clomid to increase mid-cycle progesterone levels, but that just gave me hemorrhagic cysts on my ovaries (not fun at all). After the clomid, we switched to tamoxifen, and at our mid-cycle ultrasound I had a cyst the size of a lemon on my right ovary, and the doctor told my husband and me that I would not ovulate that cycle. He also said that I probably wouldn't get my period because of the cyst and the elevated progesterone levels because of the tamoxifen, and so I might need provera and then a couple of months on the pill to rest my ovaries before we could try another cycle.

So when my period was late, I took the pregnancy test just to rule it out before I went on provera again to bring on my period. Lo and behold, it was positive. Of course, the day after I found out it was positive, I had horrible left lower quadrant abdominal pain with nausea and vomiting, ended up sitting in the emergency room for six hours, and they couldn't figure out what was wrong with me, so they doped me up and sent me home. The next week I went to have an Hcg level drawn at my doctor's office, and it was multiplying like it was supposed to be, so we set up an ultrasound for six weeks to look for a cardiac flicker and I started on progesterone supplementation just in case. The first ultrasound went well, we set up another one for two weeks, and that one was fine, too.

The next week I had some mucus discharge and freaked out, so we did another ultrasound and it was fine, too. At this point, I was almost daring to hope; since that was the furthest we had made it with normal fetal development and a heartbeat. At ten weeks, I spotted and had some cramping, freaked out AGAIN, and called my doctor (I had switched from the fertility service to OB at this point), and we did another ultrasound, which was fine. The next week I had my initial pregnancy physical, and the midwife said she wasn't even going to try to get the baby's heartbeat on doppler since my uterus was tilted backward. So she set me up another ultrasound (not that I minded in the slightest - I probably have more baby pictures from before birth than just about anyone I could name), and everything was still fine. At this point, I heaved a sigh of relief and started to take deep breaths again. At 13 weeks, I had such severe round ligament pain that I went to the emergency room again unable to keep anything down, and they ruled out ovarian torsion, ovarian masses, ectopic pregnancy (it was a little late at that point, but they did check), GI bleeding, appendicitis, diverticulitis, STDs, urinary tract infection, and kidney stones.

So that left round ligament pain (I'm still not sure I buy that). But we had another ultrasound, and got to see the baby swimming around stoned on morphine and phenergan, which was entertaining. Two weeks after that, I had another doctor's appointment and set up my 17 week rule out anomalies scan for the following Thursday. The scan went fine, and I was hoping I could finally come off of pelvic rest when they told me that I had a partial placenta previa. They also couldn't see some of the structures for the baby (although he's a boy), and so we are going to do another scan at 25 weeks to see if my placenta is migrating at all. This pregnancy has been fantastic because it's lasted and everything has been fine, but it has been the scariest experience of my entire life - just one thing after another. And then this last week, I got exposed to a virus (CMV) that can cause birth defects and hearing loss, so I had to have levels drawn for that. Oh, and I have a urinary tract infection. My pregnancy itself has not been bad, but I have gone from high-risk for one reason to high-risk for two other reasons. I envy all of you that have had an easy time conceiving, staying pregnant, and delivering...I'm not sure if I can do all this again. Oh, BTW, the only reason for miscarriages they could offer us (and this is not definite by any stretch of the imagination) was that one of the two of us has a chromosome that's flipped 180 degrees, so every time we get pregnant, it's a coin toss as to whether the baby's a keeper.


Julia