(Warning: another pregnancy-focused post here. As ever, I won't be offended if you choose not to read it.)
After writing pretty regularly while we were cycling, my posting here has dropped off the past few weeks. In addition to having difficulty finding the time and energy to write, there are also times when I don't want to share my feelings here right now. Most of the time my feelings are whining complaints about my exhaustion and nausea (and related symptoms), and who wants to read about that?
In no way do I want to seem ungrateful, and I know that there are women reading this blog who would gladly endure what I'm living through if it meant a baby at the end. (And as a friend of mine pointed out, my symptoms are, in a way "self-inflicted.") That doesn't mean it's enjoyable or easy as I'm going through it day by day, hour by hour. Yes, I know it will be worth it at the end, but it's a little hard to see the forest for the trees when you feel like crap nearly all the time.
So forgive my less frequent posting and know that I continue to read all my regular blogs, even when I'm not always commenting. (It's difficult to comment from my smart phone, and that's about the only way I read blogs these days.) There are obviously also positive things happening for us, and I hope to get back to a better place physically and mentally where I feel up to writing about them some time soon.
For today, I did want to post an update on my second appointment with the OB this morning. We saw the actual doctor (as opposed to her very nice and competent nurse practitioner), so that was nice. She took a quick look at the Wonder Twins via ultrasound and told us she could see both heartbeats and that they are developing appropriately. (We were in a different room, with a different, less sensitive ultrasound machine set at a different angle this visit, and I wasn't really able to see much. MM was able to see them, though.)
I had lost a little over 6 pounds since my first visit two weeks ago. The OB isn't concerned about my weight loss--it's normal for many women in the first trimester, and it's not like I was underweight to begin with--but she did write me a prescription for Zo.fran to help with my nausea. I was originally reluctant to take ANY medications while pregnant, but she assured me that it's safe, and my nausea has gotten really, really bad, to the point where I am barely able to eat and am only able to drink sips of liquid at times during the day (and nowhere near the 2-3 liters they recommend for me).
She did tell me (in response to my question on the topic) that my pregnancy is considered "high risk" by virtue of the fact that I'm over 40, did IVF and am having twins. However, she is experienced with caring for patients with all three circumstances and doesn't feel I need to be seeing a perinatologist until/unless problems arise down the road.
So that's where we are. Looks like things are going fine so far.