Super late posting this, but here’s some week by week updates (mainly for me to look back on) but if you find this stuff interesting, here you go!
I found out I was pregnant on October 3, 2017. I took many tests because I honestly didn’t believe it. I was scared for this journey, and all the unknowns that it could bring with my health, but excited to become a mom.
Weeks 5-6 (October 9-22, 2017)
I had a lot of signs of miscarriage. That’s when my first ER visits started. On October 18 I was told my baby had a heartbeat, but that my body was still showing signs of a miscarriage so to follow up with my OB. I was terrified, but I was thankful that my baby had a heartbeat.
That was the beginning of all the stress and worry. I heard my baby’s heartbeat and I could not imagine a life without him or her. I spent weeks crying, in front of people, and behind closed doors.
Week 7(October 23, 2017)
I had my first OB appointment. I mentioned to her the heartbeat from the ER was 109, and my other symptoms. She told us that was very low, and that it did not point to a viable pregnancy and to not expect a heartbeat.
This baby had a strong heartbeat. 140bpm. The beginning of many miracles and blessings.
Week 8-11 (October 30 – November 26, 2017)
I was sent to a high risk specialist, and continued to see the same OB’s office. I was prescribed anti-anxiety and anti-depression medications (I was on one prior to the pregnancy, but was switched to a safer one). I struggled for weeks on taking it. I decided not to. I did not want to take any medications. I feared for the safety of my baby. But I was miserable. I was terrified of losing my child to a miscarriage. I felt like I wasn’t in control of the pregnancy with the comments that the OB/nurses would give me regarding me choosing to continue a pregnancy with my heart condition. I spent weeks upon weeks in tears over everything. But I knew my baby was worth fighting for, and I was determined to stay off medications during the first trimester no matter how hard I had to fight.
At 10 weeks, we announced to family and friends our news. “We decided to start decorating a little early, but the best gift will not come under the tree. June 2018!”
At 11 weeks, on November 26, I went to the ER for the second time. I was in excruciating pain and could barely walk. I found out I had an ovarian cyst. Again, the doctors told me to still not rule out a possible miscarriage. I was just thankful that it was just a cyst, and nothing more at that time.
Week 12-14 (November 27- December 17, 2017)
I was finally at the end of the first trimester, and beginning my second trimester. I was so happy to be making it this far. Morning sickness was still my best friend, and rarely came in the morning, and would always visit during the afternoons and nights.
I was still having a hard time with the pregnancy mentally and emotionally. I decided that the best thing for me, and my pregnancy was to find a new OB that was more supportive and sensitive to high risk pregnancies. I switched during week 14, and have been very happy with my decision.
After weeks of having the anti-anxiety/anti-depressant medication bottle filled, and sitting on my night stand, I made the decision to start it now that I was in the second trimester. BEST DECISION. I have felt so much better emotionally, mentally, and even physically. I am glad I waited till all of the baby’s organs were done developing before starting it, but being on this medicine has been amazing for my pregnancy and my mental health. Week 15 (December 18 – 24, 2017)
We had our gender ultrasound, and found out our baby is a BOY!
Week 16 (December 25 – 31, 2017)
Creating a gender reveal was so much fun, yet very stressful. We decided to announce at Christmas with a scratch-off game.
Christmas ornament to announce his name to family (it was written on the back of the snowman).
On Christmas day, after family and close friends knew the news, we announced to the rest of the world! We are having a son, and his name will be Avery Scott.
The name Avery is after my great-grandfather, and Scott after my husband’s middle name.
Week 17 (January 1 – 7, 2018)
It’s finally the year that I get to meet my baby. 2018!
Week 18-20 (January 8 – 28, 2018)
On January 10, I went to the ER with dizziness, and syncope episodes.
January 11, I was sent to the ER again by my OB with very low blood pressure, and the same symptoms as the day before.
On January 15, I had my anatomy scan. It did not go as planned, and we were told that there could be some things wrong with the baby. After feeling so good with the pregnancy for a few weeks, my world came crashing down. I cried on the way home. I cried the rest of that day. I cried any time I was alone. I cried in the bathroom stall at work. I cried and cried. I did not want to lose my baby. After a few days of worrying non-stop, and a lot of researching, I finally felt peace that everything would be okay. Or that’s what I kept praying and trying to believe. I had to schedule a rescan for February 13, which felt like an eternity, to check on my baby again. (at the time of writing this post, I do not know the results of the rescan).
On January 19, I had one of the worst episodes I’ve had this pregnancy so far at work, and was sent home. I went to my cardiologist a few hours later, and was then admitted to the hospital until the 21st. They’ve assumed up until this point that my heart was the sole contributor for my black outs, but now we are not sure.
On January 23, I went to Emory to see a neurologist there to see if it’s neurological, specifically seizures, and I have further testing later this month with them.
January was a very hectic month, with a lot of episodes and feeling the worst I have the entire pregnancy. We still don’t have answers, but I’m very thankful for doctors that support me, and family and friends that are by my side.
There’s so much more that’s happened/is going on, but writing it all on here would be impossible. My pregnancy has not been easy at all, but I am so thankful to still have my baby with me. He’s kicking away, and is very energetic.
This my weekly-ish updates so far. Now that I am caught up, I will continue to do more updates. I am halfway through this pregnancy! I am so thankful to be where I am in this pregnancy, and although I still have my worries, I am trusting and believing that my child will be healthy and will thrive and be full of life.
Avery, you are so loved.