I know I have been awhile in updating on how things are going with my pregnancy but I find by the time I get Elizabeth to bed and lunches made I am right to bed. Elizabeth is so excited about being a big sister and she tells her brother how cute he is and how much she loves him. She has even thought out how things will be when he is born and stated 'it will be a bit of a nightmare as she will have to stay with her Dad but not to worry as she will manage'.
As for how things are going just like my pregnancy with Elizabeth I feel great, no nausea, no food aversions, lots of energy during the day, I only can complain about not being able to sleep very well but that is it. The progesterone has definitely helped reduce the contractions and irritability of my uterus. I can now drive in the car without having to miss every little bump on the road as it would lead to contractions. I just have to make sure I lay down and rest, drink lots, no strenuous activity and wear very loose clothing (anything touching my belly leads to contractions). My last check-up showed no cervical changes so we will wait on the need for a cerclage. The only extra problem is I have placenta previa which may cause a whole bunch more problems that I really try not to think about. We are hopeful that it will move a bit and not cause too much trouble.
The baby is pretty active already for 17 weeks which I think sometimes causes contractions. I definitely have a pronounced baby bump now and am needing bigger clothes. I am still working and am on a very limited workload which my colleague and the Pediatrician's are very supportive. I hope to work as long as I can seeing that at work I can have the option of having slow days where I can get desk work done.
It absolutely frightens me at the thought of that in less than 8 weeks I will be as far as I got with Elizabeth. I find myself at work preparing to be off in an emergency by leaving notes for my replacement if I am off. I even in my head have made a list of what needs to be packed if I have to go to the hospital and I have to remind myself I do not need to pack yet. I cringe at the mess I was when I had Elizabeth, Daddy packed some items for me and I don't know where he found the clothing I had to wear the 10 days I was in the hospital. I do take comfort in knowing I am followed by a great High Risk MD who I see frequently so we take it one day at a time. I don't think I will ever feel the excitement or attachment to this little soul until he arrives safely and close to term.