Well, I have an embarrassing story to share today! I woke up extra early this morning to make it to my 28 week appointment at 9:15. Jeremy stayed home with Ava so that I did not have to wrangle her during my visit. I got right in to the nurse's station and was informed that they would need to draw blood today. No big deal, right? It shouldn't have been. I have no aversion to blood or needles. I knew I would be getting my Rho-Gam shot today, so blood should not have been a big deal. WRONG!! It turned out to be a very big deal.
The sweet nurse that tried to draw my blood is the same nurse who did all of my bloodwork with Ava and everything with Greta up to this point. She is very skilled and I always compliment her on what a good job she does with needles. She tried to get blood from my right arm with no luck. She apologized and said that she would need to stick me again. I asked her if she could try my left hand. That is the hand that held my IV port when I was in the hospital with Ava. I knew that the nurses in the hospital had prior success with that hand. She tried again and I made the mistake of looking. I knew better than to look. When I looked at the needle under my skin, it made me sick. Then my brain registered pain. I started panicking and breathing really hard. THEN I STARTED TO CRY! I have never cried for blood being drawn! I was so embarrassed. The nurse stopped immediately and tried to comfort me. She brought me a Sprite and kept rubbing my arm and telling me how sorry she was. I just kept saying, "It's okay. I have never reacted like this before." She and another nurse showed me to my room and told me that we could wait until after the Dr. saw me to try again. I was so thankful. Luckily, after Dr. Emig saw me, another nurse was able to use a butterfly needle and got both vials of blood with no trouble. How embarrassing is that? I am usually the "suck-it-up" type! Not today.
When Dr. Emig came into the room, she measured me at 28.5 weeks. At this point in my pregnancy with Ava, I was measuring 4 weeks ahead at every appointment. With Greta, I have stayed right on track. I only gained 3 lbs. since my last appointment. That makes 10 lbs. total. At this point, I should be gaining 1 lb. per week. If I continue to gain at this same rate, I will gain 12 more lbs, which would be a grand total of 22 lbs. That would put me at about the same weight I was when I delivered Ava. I still have no idea how much I weigh, and I am glad! I want to know that I am gaining weight consistently and correctly, but I could care less about how much I weigh at this point. I will lose it all after Greta, so I am not concerned. Little Miss Greta's bpm was 134. That is quite a bit lower than Ava. Every time we heard Ava's heartbeat, it was always in the 170's-180's range. I laughed and told my nurse that I thought Greta might be our calm child. :) We will love her either way!
Jeremy and I have really began to ponder the bedroom situation. We know for sure that our girls will share a room for the first little bit, so we are trying to decide when the best time to arrange furniture would be. Whether we decide to arrange furniture before Greta's arrival or after, I am excited! We can't wait to meet our darling baby girl!!
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