Notes To My Beans

The day to day tales of my life with the beans

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Week 11: Isn’t It Suppose To Get Better?

Weight: 113lbs
Symptoms: Bloating, tiredness, indigestion, constipation
Attitude: Ugh

Sorry for the long absence. With work being busy and feeling like crap, I haven’t found a lot of free time to write. “Lucky” for me, my commute just doubled so now I found some free time.

Two weeks ago was my first appointment with the OB’s office. It was a short appointment, mainly for dating the pregnancy. No changes to my expected due date and we got to see the butterBean’s heart beating. I keep thinking that something bad had happened so it’s nice to get some reassurance.

I have a lengthier appointment tomorrow with the OB nurse and a quick check-up with the doctor. I’m sure that’s when I’ll get my prescription for the 3 hour glucose test. But that’s also when I’ll get my prescription for my NT scan, which should be in the beginning of September.

I also had an appointment with my endo. They changed my prescription for my hypothyroidism and gave me the diabetes lecture (my fasting sugars were high) and I have a follow up appointment in 2 months.

Other than that, I’ve been feeling like crap. My stomach likes to confuse me – I can rarely tell these days if I should eat cause I feel hungry but my stomach is so bloated that I couldn’t possibly fit anything in there. And the constipation!

I feel terrible feeling like this, especially given everything I’ve gone through to get here. Don’t get me wrong, I’d rather be stopped up than giving myself shots! But I have to vent somewhere!

I’ve got 2 weeks until this trimester is over. Hopefully it’ll breeze by and I won’t even remember how uncomfortable I’m feeling now.



Week 8: Tummy problems

Weight: 114
Symptoms: Occasional upset tummy, blocked up pipes
Attitude: Pretty awesome

I’ve been having tummy issues lately, which has thankfully been managed by eating smaller meals. It still makes me bloated but at least it’s a less painful experience.

Although I’ve been using it as an excuse to not eat dinner. Don’t worry, I’m not trying to diet! But sometimes I can’t resist my mom’s cooking. And when the bean doesn’t finish his dinner when I pick him up in the evening, I’ve been known to eat his and then grab seconds.

This would normally be fine but papaBeaner is making such an effort to help out and make dinner. And it’s not like it’s bad, it’s just if I eat both then my stomach will be in too much pain to go to sleep. First world problems, I know.

Today is my last appointment at my RE’s. I somehow set my alarm wrong and instead of waking up at 4:45, I woke up at 6:20. Ouch. It was a mad dash to get ready this morning and unfortunately papaBeaner also had to get to work early to sign up the bean for swimming lessons. So I arrived over an hour later than I normally would. Luckily it’s not a very busy day – I’ve been sitting here for 15 minutes and I’ve already done blood work. I’m predicting getting out of here by 7:45 which will make me pretty late for work. Double ugh.

But I’m hoping for good news, so I patiently wait.