grounded
Well I'm stuck at home for the week, docs orders to take it easy. Rejoice you say? Well yeah, except I'm not allowed to do anything, and I mean *anything*.
Remember that obsessive testing stage I had? Well I waited 2 days, did the test again, 2 lines albeit one being very faint. Told Mum. 'Wait 2 weeks she said and try again'. 2 Weeks!!! I'm impatient so I waited 5 days. Ripped that sucker from it's plastic wrap while getting dressed for work one morning.
2 lines. Nothing faint about either of them.
Crap, what does this mean? Called out to Riff. 'What does this mean?' he asks. Looks like I'm pregnant dude. Quick, we're late for work.
Let me just say at this point. Movies lie. In the movies there is hugging, there is kissing, there is champagne corks popping, doves coo, angels sing about the impending birth, and there is even a nice, flattering filter camera filter thing going on. Curse them and their big ticket budget. One of my friends said you basically go 'whoo' get dressed and go to work. And thats what we did. 'Whoo' and then went off to work. There was goofy grins on the way to work, goofy comments on ICQ at work, but aside from that, nothing much else happened. Until a week later I blew my nose and next thing I know I'm sitting in a doctors office discussing a possible miscarriage. That was a week ago.
Turns out that no one tells you that when you fall pregnant you have to take it really easy, and I mean *really* easy for the first 3 months. Ok, I knew you didn't go nuts or anything. But seriously I can't lift the washing basket, chop wood, dig in the garden, vaccuum, carry my indoor plants outside to the rain, wrestle the dog, all the things I usually do. Nudda, zippo, zilch. It's plant bum on couch until Doc is happy with me. 7 vials of my prcious blood have been sucked in 2 days, and I'm about 80% fine I'm sure, however the all important scan is tomorrow. By then they will be able to pick up a heartbeat. A heartbeat kiddies! That means this little tadpole has a heart already. Pretty quick for something that is all of about maybe a centimeter and a bit long.
And if they dont find a heartbeat, well, it wont be the best news.
If the queasiness is anything to go by, I'm fine, however, tomorrow will be the clincher. So for now I'm taking it easy, it's raining anyways so I'm stuck inside beside the fire with bad daytime teev.
So yeah, it's been a crazy 2 weeks. But I'm back, bored, pregnant (until otherwise confirmed), but back.
Remember that obsessive testing stage I had? Well I waited 2 days, did the test again, 2 lines albeit one being very faint. Told Mum. 'Wait 2 weeks she said and try again'. 2 Weeks!!! I'm impatient so I waited 5 days. Ripped that sucker from it's plastic wrap while getting dressed for work one morning.
2 lines. Nothing faint about either of them.
Crap, what does this mean? Called out to Riff. 'What does this mean?' he asks. Looks like I'm pregnant dude. Quick, we're late for work.
Let me just say at this point. Movies lie. In the movies there is hugging, there is kissing, there is champagne corks popping, doves coo, angels sing about the impending birth, and there is even a nice, flattering filter camera filter thing going on. Curse them and their big ticket budget. One of my friends said you basically go 'whoo' get dressed and go to work. And thats what we did. 'Whoo' and then went off to work. There was goofy grins on the way to work, goofy comments on ICQ at work, but aside from that, nothing much else happened. Until a week later I blew my nose and next thing I know I'm sitting in a doctors office discussing a possible miscarriage. That was a week ago.
Turns out that no one tells you that when you fall pregnant you have to take it really easy, and I mean *really* easy for the first 3 months. Ok, I knew you didn't go nuts or anything. But seriously I can't lift the washing basket, chop wood, dig in the garden, vaccuum, carry my indoor plants outside to the rain, wrestle the dog, all the things I usually do. Nudda, zippo, zilch. It's plant bum on couch until Doc is happy with me. 7 vials of my prcious blood have been sucked in 2 days, and I'm about 80% fine I'm sure, however the all important scan is tomorrow. By then they will be able to pick up a heartbeat. A heartbeat kiddies! That means this little tadpole has a heart already. Pretty quick for something that is all of about maybe a centimeter and a bit long.
And if they dont find a heartbeat, well, it wont be the best news.
If the queasiness is anything to go by, I'm fine, however, tomorrow will be the clincher. So for now I'm taking it easy, it's raining anyways so I'm stuck inside beside the fire with bad daytime teev.
So yeah, it's been a crazy 2 weeks. But I'm back, bored, pregnant (until otherwise confirmed), but back.
posted by Rom | 4:42 PM
4 Comments:
For daytime teeve, I can highly recommend Ready, Steady, Cook and the midday movie. They used to have Trading Spouses on at 3pm which was SUPER AWESOME but the series has since finished.
Have fun!
Hope things are improving this week. I've been coming by to check on you regularly, but think my computer was loading from the cache and so I keep getting you old posts. Duh!
By the way - where has Janina gone? I just discovered her blog and now its gone baby gone!
Yes I am avoiding abuse from someone, so I am laying low for awhile. At the moment I am still up and running but only comments by members are allowed. I am happy to invite you but I need your email address so you can accept the invite. Stay warm :P and speak soon.
Sorry to use your blog as my personal communication tool Aeriel, but Hi Janina!
My address is antigonewalsh@hotmail.com and Aeriel will be a character reference for me... I'm normal and supportive, I promise!
Cheers, Antigone
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