Last week was my first appointment with the MFM. It was nice seeing everyone again and they were all excited to have me back as a patient. The MFM joked that I should have two more babies, I told him I would if he would pay for the nanny for me. The joke ended there. Hah.
We talked for almost two hours. I had an ultrasound done prior and Cinco looks great. HB was around 174bpm which leads me to think this is another boy. We also set the date for my cerclage!! June 6th. Two days before our 6th wedding anniversary. How romantic, I know. But, it's all for a great cause!
I am to report to the hospital at 6am and the procedure will be done at 8am. To say that I am not looking forward to this is an understatement. I remember how it went last time and it was not a pleasant experience from start to finish. The finishing touches being me puking on the operating table and then getting to my recovery room where Jason waited for me and I waited for my body to become un-numb. Coming down from a spinal tap is wicked harsh. I was shivering so bad and it was the early summer last time too. At least now I know what to expect. The removing of the cerclage is by far the worst. I'm hoping the MFM will just come in and do it himself instead of a PA going in and trying to poke around in there for 20 minutes before finally giving up. Talk about UNPLEASANT!
I will have an ultrasound a week or two after the cerclage is placed to make sure it's still in good standing. This ultrasound with Carter is when we were able to tell that he was indeed a boy so I'm hoping the baby will cooperate and show his/her goods by that point as well. Again, with our track record of boys, I'm already calling this little bean a boy as well.
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Other than that things at home and work are crazy. I am no longer working which is both terrifying and exciting at the same time. I'm going to continue my search for employment but it will get serious after Cinco gets here.
Jason got offered a new position. He goes for orientation on the 13th. We are keeping our fingers crossed that it will all work out great for him. This would be such a wonderful and needed change for him because he is so incredibly unhappy at his current job. Please keep him in your thoughts as we embark on this new journey.
Bean is still as happy as ever. I try to get out of the house as much as I can physically do. It ends up being really good for both of us but, man, does it get tiresome watching a toddler run around while holding back the urge to puke. I'm hoping with EVERYTHING in me that the nausea will subside once the second trimester hits. I miss food and meal planning and being at my best for my family. My poor house looks like it has morning sickness. It's that bad.
Thankfully I have my parents who will let me come over anytime with Bean and let him run around their house/yards while I sit back, watch, rest and try not to hurl. Having the nice weather that we've been having this past week has helped tremendously. If I can't get outside it's just nice to play in the living room with the boy while we have the windows open. I love this time of year.