... yea, I "get" the diagrams... but really, my body CAN do that, and my mom's DID that, and my grandmothers too... well now...
Try working through a program your company has paid for that you THINK is gonna be a breeze, until you realize how much class you have had to miss hugging a toilet. I find out later that it might have been the food.... carbohydrate laden... and I was just a few weeks from learning that I had gestational diabetes BAD>>> To top it off, the long flight made me really really tired and made any sort of snot I had in my head migrate to my ears, where a big infection grew. I was far away from Texas, where my company had spent a few thousand dollars on me, and for what... to feel like I was on an episode of Survivor? Between the usual pregnancy crap, and maybe my 3rd ear infection EVER in my lifetime, I was not in the mood to do to much... even go to class.
We took maternity shots very early on, and I am glad. I grew so much and retained so much water, there was no way the photographer would have been able to get me up off of the ground... yes, she had me pose on the GROUND.
This picture above is obviously not me, but this is pretty much what my face looked like for a good chunk of my pregnancy. I felt so very bad for my husband... the looks HE would get, and he is the gentlest, kindest person ever!
I had so many meds, a daily pill thing that I have only seen the elderly use would have come in really handy. I also lost a huge hunk of one of my back molars one fine day about 25 weeks into pregnancy. So, here I was, a bloated, vomiting whale with chunks of teeth coming out of her head and blood filled eyes stuck on a diet of carrots, 1 teaspoon of peanut butter, and a container of high protein/low-carb nutrition shake for lunch. NO WONDER I hated pregnancy.
No, I am not gonna show any pictures of my horrid self past my pretty maternity shots.... until, labor.
I was induced at 39 weeks due to the diabetes... after 42 1/2 hours of contractions, pitocin, water breaking dilating to a 10 and pushing for about 2 hours, a determination was made to do an emergency c section. More on that in a future blog... but here are my last moments of pregnancy with Cameron.