Nausea to Vomiting

I was very hopeful that while I have been SO nauseous it may not have anything come of it. WRONG. I just puked. In my kitchen sink. I have an issue puking in a dirty toilet. I refuse! And my toilets are SO gross right now. I can't stomach cleaning them... its a vicious cycle. So the clean kitchen sink it is.

I have been trying really hard to keep it all down and I have been doing a pretty good job. I take my Zophran every 6 hours and at work I am usually moving so fast I don't have time to focus on being nauseous though it is WAY worse in the evening. I finally had to tell my boss yesterday because I have been having a harder time hanging onto all my cookies at work. I wanted at least someone to know that if I launched them all in an isle or ran for the bathroom that it was all fine. I am still going to try and not tell the rest of the team for a while, realizing of coarse if I start launching all over they are going to catch on fairly quickly.

Anyway, wish me luck that this part of my journey ends fairly quickly. Fingers crossed.

6 weeks, 4 days.

Everybody poops

Reading that title many of you probably just sucked in a little breath and said a little prayer, and right about now are saying a little "NO SHE ISN'T" to yourself... but I am, so if you are too much of a lady (or a man) to talk or read about poop, STOP HERE!

Okay, if anyone is still with me... :)

I am usually a fine pooper. It goes without saying I will poop daily and it will all be comfy and fine. I was recently linked to a blog called Becoming Sarah, by my friend Erin. Sarah is also pregnant and dealing with "issues".

I have always heard it said that pregnancy brings constipation. I always thought "how sad, that sucks" but I have never had to deal with it. Until now. I feel like I need to go, but I get there and nothing or only tiny pellets come out. ALL DAY LONG! It is so frustrating! I JUST WANT TO POOP!

I have been eating dried fruit and fresh fruit in hopes of progressing things a little and it works for a few hours then I am back at square one. A noxious fart* here and there and then nothing.

grrr. Its making for a very grumpy, lumpy bellied Jaimey. As Sarah would say, It feel like I have a stick up my ass or is it a tree trunk!? Gotta love pregnancy!

I bet you are really glad I didn't post pictures, aren't you!?

*if you have never had the pleasure of being pregnant or dealing with someone up close and personal who was pregnant, let me paint a picture for you! Noxious farts are as bad or worse than it implies. When I was pregnant with Grayson I could clear a room with the best of them. One time (or two or twenty) I actually vacated the dog! We were all sitting in our bedroom, Blue on his bed on the floor and I farted. After a few minutes, Zack gasped and ran from the room choking, then Blue looked up...smelled his bum realized it wasn't his brand, signed a little and got up and left. Glaring a little in my direction. Pretty sad when the dog won't be left alone with you!

Pregnant!

I have been taking tests almost daily for 4 days. My friend Tisha was insistent that she had a hunch I was preg so she bought 7 of them, for everyday until I would "know for sure." I finally got tired of taking the Dollar Tree tests which rarely tell you early and decided to pull out the REAL GUNS. I took an EPT which will usually tell you 5 days early.

Two lines.


Yikes!

Apparently we only get pregnant in April.

Grayson's due date was January 4 and his birthday is January 13, 07

Jonathan's due date was January 10, 09

This baby's due date will be January 14, 10

SO let the worrying begin! I can't say just how scared I am that this baby will have Anencephaly and die. But I am trying not to dwell on it. Lightning doesn't strike twice in one place right? And I am on a TON of folic acid- 4 mg, as opposed to 4-800 micrograms that the normal woman takes.

Fingers crossed.

We're having a baby!! :)

Jonathan's Due date

Today was my due date with Jonathan Mitchell Buquet. I have no words to describe the sadness in my heart when I think of the loss so immeasurable. I never thought it would be me.

My baby died and he is gone and my heart is still broken.

I love you little boy, for the rest of my life and for all that I do it will be in your memory and for your brother (and hopefully more someday) still living. I know that you are prefect and though your time with us was short, we are forever changed by your love and beauty.

Thank you for letting me be your mommy.