Week 7 - Big monster

When I was pregnant with Jack-Jack, he was really actually pretty kind to me.

This #2 little K however, is really giving mommy a hard time.  The nausea and the sensitivity to smell of all kinds is just at an all time high -- believe it or not, I can smell the oil that accumulates on my nose in this hot humid weather and that makes me sick!  The little monster has evolved into a BIG monster this time around, its magical powers stronger than ever, making me wanting to throw up and actually throwing up day and night.  The worst is feeling sudden extreme hunger accompanied by a strong sense of nausea at 3am that actually wakes me up and keeps me tossing and turning for at least an hour every night.  I know I am probably not the worst case there is out there, at the end of the day, I am able to keep most of my food inside my stomach, and just end up throwing up this disgusting stomach acid.   Also I have already lost about 1-2 kg since the start of this pregnancy indicating that I am not eating as much as I usually do.  Occasionally I have managed to think of something I wanted, like yesterday, I enjoyed a full serving of a Japanese pork chop at my favourite shop Tonkichi.  That was a real delight.

The bleeding is still a continued concern.   Every time I think things are getting better and I am ready to be a bit more active, the bleeding begins.  It seems that God is trying to remind me that I should rest and slow down even more.  However, it does get quite boring being on bed rest most of the time, and I feel bad for poor mic who is taking on all the housework and taking care of Jack-Jack.

This will all pass, I know.  As long as #2 little K is growing well and healthy, that's all we can ever ask for.   Last week we saw #2's little flickering heart on the screen already.  The sign that a real life is growing inside me, and our family, is soon to be joined by another human being

Week 5: Little Monster, Bleeding, and Bed Rest

It seems that the second time around everything happens in fast forward mode.

First, the little monster visits came rather early.

Within a week of the pregnancy test I was already blessed with morning sickness reminding me of the existence of little K every day, and this time it seems to be not just around meal time but at times in the middle of the night feeling quite nauseous.  The heightened sensitivity to smells implies gaging at everything unpleasant and might have otherwise been pleasant -- so mic has been banned from the ginger yuzu Molten Brown shower gel, and I have been relieved of Jack-Jack diaper changing duties.  Actually sometimes just little Jack-Jack doing his usual drooling all over me during play time and the remaining smell of saliva made me gag.   I think I actually scared Jack-Jack once by making a strong gesture of throwing up right at him.

Two days ago the bleeding started, just when I was hoping this pregnancy would be a little less dramatic before.  The bright red blood stream brought back lots of fear, but I know the protocol now -- lie down immediately, call the doctor, prepare to visit the clinic.   Luckily the bleeding stopped the same night and at the visit to the doctor he confirmed that one little embryo sack is growing well, baby is about 2mm in size, a little bigger than the tip of a pen now.   We didn't see the heartbeat yet since the unexpected event of bleeding meant we visited the doctor slightly ahead of schedule.  I was again reminded of what a waiting game this whole pregnancy business is.  Patience, patience, patience.

With the incident it also means I am taking things even a bit more easy, resting in bed as much as possible until everything settles down well.

And all we can do is pray and wait, to know that God is the author and creator of life and in control of everything that happens.