Three tomato plants and one very rainy summer, and this is what I have to show for it:
Yes, that’s right, I’ve managed to produce one tomato. But let me tell you, that was one tasty tomato. Here’s hoping for more luck next year.
Archive for September, 2009
Morning sickness
I had another pretty quiet call last night but the nausea was significantly worse and today post call I haven’t been able to get rid of it. I threw up at work before I left in the morning, and then managed to have some cereal when I got home but then felt very nauseous. Luckily, I was able to fall asleep before I threw up. I woke up this afternoon and went for a 30 minute walk, feeling nauseous the whole time. I decided that Thai food was vaguely appealing so had a little for dinner and then threw up again. I feel a little better now after throwing up but still pretty nauseous. It’s so painful. And very difficult to take the prenatal vitamins because that just makes it worse.
Luckily, I had my first intake phone appt with the ob office this afternoon and the nurse suggested I should email my ob about zofran. I had no idea it was class 2. I think I’ll be a little nervous about taking it, and maybe I won’t actually take it, but the mental relief of not having to feel horribly nauseous for the entire next month is great. I remain pretty nervous about how I’m going to make it through the next 5 weeks.
Week 5
Started having some nausea over the past few days. Was initially excited about it but now have rather had enough of it. Hmmm. Not really looking forward to 7 more weeks of this. Also, went for a run today and had a very tough time both because of nausea and exhaustion. But still proud that I managed to get it done. I’m really hoping that I can keep running through at least the first trimester and even into the second. Once I’m in the third trimester I feel that switching to walking is acceptable.
Being pregnant is kind of neat. I feel like I’m carrying around this exciting little secret that makes me smile a few times a day when I remember. Amazing to think that I have an entire other person growing inside me and that within the next week or so there will be a beating heart. How is that possible?! So cool.
Perfect
There are times when life just seems perfect and this is one of those times. I’m sitting on the front porch with my cat enjoying an iced coffee and the beautiful weather. I just got home from a fabulous call, and I’m looking forward to a fun labor day barbecue this afternoon.
Have had a very nice weekend that started with dinner with Eddie at Steve’s (our favorite Greek restaurant) and then a very nice walk down Newbury St on a gorgeous evening. Even stopped in at Border’s and (amazingly) found an Agatha Christie book that I’ve never read. For those of you who don’t me, that is quite a feat since I was pretty certain that I had read every Agatha Christie and probably own ~80% of them. Saturday morning we met some good friends for dim sum. Saturday afternoon was very productive. I cleaned the apartment, filled out some forms for this lawyer we’re meeting with, answered a bunch of emails and went running. Saturday evening we met friends for dinner who happen to be 37 weeks pregnant, and it was fun to see how happy they are and how excited (and nervous!) they are about the baby. Yesterday I was on call, and it was pretty close to the perfect call. Pretty busy during the day which helps make the time pass and then absolutely quiet from 8 pm onward so I got plenty of sleep and even got to do a little teaching. And now I’m relaxing on my porch.
Fall is definitely my favorite season. I love the cooler temperatures and the sunshine. It’s so nice to sit here on the porch and listen to the activity of the neighborhood while starting at the blue sky and green leaves. Perfect.
Pregnancy
So, we started trying to get pregnant the month of August. After reading about it in several pregnancy books, it seemed that our chances of actually getting pregnant on the first month were quite low and that the average time it took for a couple our age to get pregnant was 6 to 10 months. Phew. That’s a long time to wait. It seemed to me that since I had spent the past 12 years trying not to get pregnant, it should be pretty easy to get pregnant, especially given all the warnings we got in high school health class.
On September 1st, after working a 13 hour ED shift, I decided I should pick up a pregnancy test on the way home. Eddie thought I was utterly ridiculous because there was no way we would get pregnant on our very first try. However, I figured it couldn’t hurt, especially since the kits come with two tests each. After the exciting drama of peeing into a cup, I called Eddie to come look at the little stick. I absolutely could not believe it when two pink lines appeared. I mean, really, what are the chances?! We called our parents who did lots of happy screaming, all the while warning us not to get too excited.
It’s been a few days now, and I still can’t believe I’m pregnant. I feel some occasional pressure in my lower abdomen and some occasional nausea, and I had my first experience with insomnia last night, all of which (apparently) can be signs of pregnancy. Never thought I would be excited about feeling nauseous… I remain somewhat annoyed that I can’t drink and that there are whole hosts of random foods that I can’t eat. Now the real challenge is not telling people. Of course, most of them will probably guess pretty soon since I’m not drinking, but there’s not much I can do about that.
It’s a little bit terrifying to realize that I’m actually pregnant. We’re going to have a baby. Crazy. It means our whole life will change. I can’t quite imagine being responsible for another human being, which is kind of funny since I’m a doctor, but it’s obviously different when it’s your own child. And of course I’m worried that something will go wrong. We know several people who’ve had miscarriages and one person who’s had an ectopic. And being a doctor, I feel like I know a million other things that could go wrong. Rather scary.
The older I get, the more I start to believe in some sort of higher power and this is one of the times when it’s oddly comforting to think that things are out of my hands.
Bouncing back
Managed to get away from work in the middle of August to spend a few days at the beach with my sister and her family down in North Carolina. The trouble with this is that North Carolina is very hot in August, and I had some difficulty getting up early enough to avoid the heat. I was, in fact, very proud of myself for waking up one morning at 6:30 am to run 3 miles along the beach. The downside of this was that the beach is very uneven so I managed to injure my hip. A few days later, I came down with an impressive cold which has basically left me coughing for the past two weeks. As a result, my running has taken a severe hit which is very sad because I was just gearing up to run a fast 5K this fall. In fact, I had done a few interval workouts which were both very satisfying and very tiring. I’d been running a pretty steady 20 miles per week until these past few weeks when I managed 7.5 miles, 3.2 miles and now 6.5 miles this week. At least I’m on an upswing.
