So......went to the doctor today. Got some blood test results.....I have a blood clotting disorder....I forget what it's called, but basically, my body doesn't produce enough of the enzyme required to control amino acids which prevent clotting.......this basically means that I am more prone to blood clots than the average person. It is something I have always had, but never knew, and probably never would have known, because the test for it isn't very common. You normally only get it if you have a huge dignostic workup, or have repeated miscarriages (me), or are treated for a blood clot. Soooo.......in order to prevent complications for the baby, or for me, throughout this pregnancy, I will have to go on Heparin (blood thinner) injections, twice a day, everyday, until 1 month postpartum.....yay. I have done these injections before, and it's really only an inconvenience, plus I will have ugly bruises all over my stomach for the next 7ish months....but it sucks. I feel sorry for myself a little bit, but if it helps me to have a baby, I will get over it!
There are no guarantees, but there never are....
In other news.......our dog Mandy, is doing well, Nate is turning into the 3 yr old from you-know-where. Not really, I feel kind of bad for making it seem worse than it is, but there are moments where I don't even know him, it seems. He was never one for tantrums, really. But lately....*sigh* when it comes to naptime, or not getting his way....he just is not the same kid! Yeesh.....but he's still a good kid, and he sure loves his mommy. He cuddles more now, which is great!! But he also cries more....not the sad kind of cry, but the annoying, grating, "I'm 3 and I didn't get my way so I'm going to punish you with noise" kind of cry. Ha ha. It's really not funny when he's doing it though....
Oh AND, in GOOD baby news, our "big" ultrasound is scheduled for September 15th. We are going to find out the gender of the baby. I debated not finding out, but I am not good with surprises. I like them, I am just not patient enough. Plus I am a planner, and I like to be prepared.
That's all for now, folks. Join us next time for another bland edition of Minkus News......
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Friday, August 7, 2009
Lately
I am sitting here in kiddie handcuffs- Nate's new favorite toy. Amazing that I can type in handcuffs.....guess I could take them off. Okay, so I don't have much to say today, but I figure I better stay in the habit of keeping this up to date, or I will trickle off...
I am learning why people say terrible threes is more accurate than terrible twos. I feel like I am constantly "correcting" my son. Which is to say, trying not to yell all the time. He is sort of mean to the dog. He doesn't know it's mean, but he doesn't realize that you can't ride a dog, or choke it, or smack it on the head, etc..... the dog is VERY tolerant. Sometimes I wish she would give him a little growl....
Speaking of the dog, she is fine. We are all adjusting. No more accidents since my last blog. Although she is a sneaky little devil, and if you don't block off the kitchen and livingroom at night, she WILL find something to get into. She only does it at night, so I know she knows she's naughty.
I am doing the same pregnancy wise. I still feel sick and gross, and tired. Hoping it passes soon. I am sick of being a lazy bum. I feel like I am anti-social too. Not on purpose though. I still feel isolated. The only thing different about being in Chino Valley instead of Paulden is that we have cable. Lol, I know there are other differences too, but I still feel lonely.
That's about it. Sorry it's not more positive *big fake grin*
I am learning why people say terrible threes is more accurate than terrible twos. I feel like I am constantly "correcting" my son. Which is to say, trying not to yell all the time. He is sort of mean to the dog. He doesn't know it's mean, but he doesn't realize that you can't ride a dog, or choke it, or smack it on the head, etc..... the dog is VERY tolerant. Sometimes I wish she would give him a little growl....
Speaking of the dog, she is fine. We are all adjusting. No more accidents since my last blog. Although she is a sneaky little devil, and if you don't block off the kitchen and livingroom at night, she WILL find something to get into. She only does it at night, so I know she knows she's naughty.
I am doing the same pregnancy wise. I still feel sick and gross, and tired. Hoping it passes soon. I am sick of being a lazy bum. I feel like I am anti-social too. Not on purpose though. I still feel isolated. The only thing different about being in Chino Valley instead of Paulden is that we have cable. Lol, I know there are other differences too, but I still feel lonely.
That's about it. Sorry it's not more positive *big fake grin*
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