Secrets

Its 11:50am and I have been reading for 3 1/2 straight hours for homework, so I'm taking a small break to write a little post. 

I've decided its time to stop lying to people...

 

Can you read what that says? Haha. Yes, yes its true. 

So little bit of information-- 

Yes, we did wait the three months recommended by the doctor after we miscarried. That seems to be a frequent question [: 

We are 12 weeks along now. 

We've seen the baby, and everything looks healthy. We are exactly on schedule which is a good sign for a healthy baby, we've heard the healthy heart beat twice, and things are looking great there.  

 Baby Wright is due August 23rd. (For those of you who don't remember, ironically my due date is the exact day I miscarried). Maybe I'm weird but it made me smile a little. 

I will graduate in July. A month before baby's arrival. 

Pre-pregnancy: 

 

Disclaimer: These photos above look awkward because they were just taken to show my friend the skirt. Its a skirt she had us get for her bridesmaids outfits. So I wasn't really planning on a pre-pregnancy photo. But it was about a week before the three months of waiting ended.

 I planned to do the above every week.. but I've been sick so it hasn't happened. 

I will do a twelve week one this week though!

11 Weeks:

Part of the reason I'm announcing this is because I am worried people think I'm going inactive!

This pregnancy I have been SO sick. 

I was really nauseated daily starting week 6ish. 

The day after I became 8 weeks I threw up for the first time being pregnant! Before that it was just dry heaves. I remember running to the sink and thinking oh no, its started. 

After that it just got worse. 

It was once the next day, three times the next day, twice in the morning and twice at night the next, and so on until it was uncontrollable and I found myself hooked up to an IV due to dehydration. 

Needless to say I missed a lot of church and class, and people were starting to ask me a lot of questions. I wasn't ready to tell people because I still have this fear of miscarrying. So I just kind of let them fill in their own blanks haha. 

But after the IV I had this big bruise on my hand, so people started asking if I had the flu and it dehydrated me. I started to feel really bad that no one knew. 

I'm now on medication for the nausea. It works great. I don't throw up if I take it twice a day, just have nausea some head aches and dry heaving. But all of that is definitely do-able.

We have since learned that without the medication I throw up literally every half hour, no exaggeration. And yes--I calculated the average. Before you judge me I was trying to figure out how long there was between each time so I could find a way to keep food down or water and avoid another IV. 

So, all my teachers have had to be notified and most of them are pretty willing to work with me on the whole not being able to attend classes sometimes. (Attendance is a big deal at BYU-I because of tithing dollars paying for our education). Am I extremely behind in school though? You betchya. 

I missed the whole second week of classes, and then half a week again last week. 

BUT I have an amazing husband who is picking up my ever growing slack. He works way too hard, but I can say that all the days I was really sick he kept the house clean while I laid in bed with my bowl. 

He draws on my back a lot, because when I'm throwing up I get really grumpy, its exhausting. Good thing I married a very patient man who loves me very much! 

The day I got my IV he informed me that he missed class that day for the first time since his mission. He's been home almost three years--so I ruined that perfect record! The IV and appointment took almost 5 hours total. The nurses kept getting frustrated that my veins wouldn't take the fluid in any faster. 

This is when Garth had the brilliant idea of playing the "guess what I'm thinking game". That got us through about an hour of it. 

Then our neighbors brought him Jimmy Johns. I was so jealous. I hadn't been able to eat anything in days, but Garth reminded me that I was currently eating through a tube in my vein. Needless to say, he received a very dirty look as he ate his huge sandwich.(I wasn't allowed to eat anything yet).

But that day I was just so grateful I chose Garth. He doesn't complain, he doesn't get upset--he just does. He gave me a blessing that morning, and then called the doctor. We went in just because I had lost 4 pounds in a couple days, but we didn't think I needed an IV. The doctor said I was too dehydrated so we'd have to stay. We weren't planning on missing classes, but Garth didn't complain. He just sat and talked to me and made me laugh. I apologized for how much time it was taking and how much the IV would cost and he just laughed at me. He's a good man. 

Anyways--surprise! Even though most of you were probably expecting it. 

I'm not very good at keeping secrets, but only our family and neighbors knew, so I think I did pretty good... 

So for any of you who were wondering why I cancelled visiting teaching appointments, why I missed church for multiple weeks, or why I sporadically attend class--now you know.