Called the doc.

Well, I called the doctor today about the red spotting I've been having. Here's how the convo went:

Me: Hello - would it be possible to speak to a nurse?
Receptionist: Yes, what is this concerning?
Me: I had some spotting this weekend that was bright red, I have a yeast infection and I'm just about 6 weeks along.
Receptionist: You know, we have nurses on call during the weekend. You should have called yesterday if you've been bleeding.
Me: (panicking) Uh, well, it's really just been spotting, I haven't been bleeding.
Receptionist: Yes, but you should and can call on the weekends for this sort of thing. Let me transfer you to a nurse.
Me: (totally panicking)

Nurse: Hello! What can I do for you?
Me: (reiterates what happened over the weekend)
Nurse: Oh, that sounds pretty typical - you can get pretty irritated with a yeast infection. I'm sure it's fine, but I'll check with a doctor and call you back later just to be safe.
Me: (finally breathing) Thank you.

(She called back to say the MW agreed, but to call if I'm still spotting after the prescription is gone.)

So, sounds like everything is okay, although I'm having to wear a damn pad because of this prescription "cream."

Work is fine today. I told a female coworker that works in my little "room" that I'm in. It was weird. She congratulated me, but actually saying out loud "I'm pregnant" is the weirdest of all time. I let her know since I feel like ass most days and that I felt like she needed to know since she's managing the project I've been working on.

First appointment - one week from tomorrow. I finally canceled the appointment with my old NP. I felt bad. :) But aside from having to wait until FOREVER to be seen last Friday, my first experience at the new clinic was good. Not to mention it was like, a 10 minute straight shot from my house, and is also right next to the hospital I'll be delivering at.

Also - items I purchased at OldNavy.com this weekend.

A certain reader should take note...

...that this would be FABULOUS at a certain baby shower. :) You know who you are!

(This was posted on 1st Tri.)

Mom to Be Cosmo

Sparkling, a little tart — pure refreshment

Tip: Adjust the juice-to-sparkling-water ratio to suit your taste buds.

Ingredients

½ cup calcium-fortified cranberry juice
¼ cup pineapple juice
¼ cup sparkling water
1 Tbsp fresh lime juice
Lime wedge, for garnish

Instructions

1. Combine all ingredients except lime wedge. Add ice cubes. Garnish with lime wedge.

Makes about 1 cup.

Nutritional Information

• 1 serving = 90 calories
• Vitamin C: 1½ servings
• Calcium: ½ serving
• Green/yellow fruit: ½ serving

So THAT'S spotting. (TMI...FYI.)

After this morning, I'm realizing that my prior concerns about spotting were lame in comparison to the issues I had today.

Last night was 2 of 7 that I have to use the dreaded cream and it's less than desirable applicator. I was moving quickly to get 'er done as it was 1:00am and I was needing to be asleep. I'd had some cramps on and off all evening and just wanted to get some shut eye. So, needless to say I was a little less than gentle "taking my medicine." (I kind of scraped the wall of my vag with the thingy.)

This morning, our doorbell rang at quarter to nine. The hubs and I were sleeping - and I realized I had told the previous owner to come over and pick up some mail & packages delivered for him (nevermind we've been living here over a year). So I fly to the door, then run around trying to find the package. I finally give it to him and he starts up a convo, and all of the sudden I start to get black around the edges and my hearing starts to go. I keep talking and then excuse myself, say goodbye and sit my arse on the couch.

It was a close call - but sitting down stopped it from happening. Although I started in on the sweats and thought I was going to barf. Then I realized all this time running around was no good for the medicine downstairs and ran to the bathroom.

There was a pretty decent amount of spotting. Like, maybe I should call the doc spotting. And then again when I went later. No cramping this morning to go with it though, and it has since stopped.

Like, honestly? I had no idea I would be this stressed about this little bean so early on. I plan on telling the nurse when I go in for my first appointment in a week about the spotting - maybe they'll give me some peace of mind and check it's HB or something just so I know everything's okay. It's just killing me not knowing.

(the bloat and boob issues should be reassurance enough...but, no.)

Diagnosis...annoying.

So I went to the doc for what I thought was a bladder infection. I was wrong. I have a yeast infection.

Dum dum DUUUMMMMMMMM.

So, now I get to use the dreaded "cream" for SEVEN DAYS.

Thanks, Friday the 13th. You didn't fail to live up to your namesake.

And now, apparently my innards are not pleased with the combination of McDonalds and Chinese food.

At least it flew out the back end and not the front.

Yet.

TGIF.

Today has been my first full week back at work since vacation, and the BFP. It has officially been THE LONGEST WEEK EVER.

Yesterday I won the award for "most fatigued woman in the office" so I rewarded myself by leaving work early, going home and sleeping for 90 minutes. It was fabulous.

Today I have been blessed with AF-like cramps that I am not trying to think about. I'm running to the lady-toilet every 20 minutes making sure nothing is going wrong. I can't wait until I don't have to feel this worry all of the time. (Although I'm sure I will continue to worry always.)

This weekend, it's supposed to be around 50 degrees. People will be wearing shorts and acting a fool because of it. I am SO opening up windows in our house to air that shit out. I am also going to attempt to drag the hubs to BRU just to peruse. We'll see if that happens. I'm sure I'll get a "it's way too early to go there" speech from him. We'll see. I might spark the waterworks to get my way - should my hormones cooperate.

**edited to add: I have very light pink discharge. Not to mention I feel like I might have a bladder infection. This is going to be a long day.

Dear intestines: Make up your mind. Thx.

In a mere 48 hours, I've gone from nearly shitting my pants to no movement AT ALL. Thanks pregnancy! I've only ever suffered from the big "C" once. It was not pretty.

In non poop news...I made an appointment at the clinic that utilizes the hospital we want to go to. I feel bad not seeing the NP I've been seeing for YEARS for my first appointment, but it seems like I should start out at the clinic right off the bat. Oh well.

This new clinic has the choice of seeing a set of doctors or midwives. GREAT. Another decision. I had always assumed doctor, but now I don't know. Le sigh.

Also - I'm pretty much going INSANE not telling anyone about the babe. I REALLY REALLY want to wait, but not telling is almost killing me. I'm going to have another chat with the hubs tonight and see what he thinks. I'm tired of lying and having this great news and not being able to share it with anyone!!

Get out of my head, you bad thoughts, you.

For some reason today, I'm overcome with thoughts that something is wrong and this baby won't be born. I can't stop thinking about it. I mean, I still feel effed up and that's good, but I feel like I'm going to go to that appointment in 2 weeks and they're going to tell me that there's no heartbeat or that something is awry.

I can't shake it either.

I suppose everyone feels this way once in a while while pregnant, but I wish I could make it go away.

5 Weeks.

Uh, holy bloat...Batman.

How far along? 5 weeks
Total weight gain/loss: minus 2 lbs.
Maternity clothes? No. Although after sweating non-stop for the past 3 days, I'm wondering why polyester maternity clothing is even allowed.
Stretch marks? No.
Sleep: Aside from my kitty being a dickhead, been sleeping well. VERY weird dreams though.
Best moment this week: Sleeping in on the weekend. (I wish every day was a Sunday.)
Movement: Yes. Plenty of it in my bowels.
Food cravings: Raisins.
Gender: I haven't even thought about it. I'm kind of not letting myself think about it.
Labor Signs: Zip.
Belly Button in or out? Innie.
What I miss: Feeling like I'm on solid ground and not on the deck of a yacht in stormy seas. (urp)
What I am looking forward to: That first appointment! (2 more weeks...)
Weekly Wisdom: Read my post below - get over pooping in public restrooms. Just get over it.
Milestones: Nearly crapping my pants. Not a good milestone.