Baby Olsson is now about ten inches long from head to toe and weighs almost one pound.
He or she (we don't intend to find out until his or her birthday) is growing and moving which makes this momma happy.
Next Friday we will hopefully hear the heartbeat of this little one although at night when I lie on my side I can sometimes faintly feel the heartbeat. What a beautiful feeling.
I am now half way through this pregnancy and have needed to find comfort and joy in those little movements. I have never been "in love" with being pregnant.
I am one of those crazy gals that likes (not loves, mind you) the labor and delivery process rather than the nine months of pregnancy.
No complaining here though...I am so thankful that the Lord is giving me the opportunity to carry this little bundle!
Phil and I joke about the fact that in the past nine months of marriage I have been sick more often than not. After coming home from Hawaii I spent the next three months dealing with some kind of influenza. We believe it was a let down of my system. My body was able to finally relax and my immune system just finally gave in and succumbed to every virus that came along.
I did have a wonderful three months of healthiness where I was not dealing with a lack of energy or adverse symptoms. Yeah for those three months!
Then came three months of morning sickness. Wow! That took me by surprise. I had not dealt with that since I had been pregnant with Becca twenty-one years before.
So, I finally made it through those three yucky months (and thanked the Lord it wasn't longer) just to turn around and get sick again!
Yep, I am dealing with yet another virus or bacteria.
Low grade fever, very low energy levels, and a nasty deep cough.
I have heard that this can be common in the first year of marriage and then add to that the commonness of illness while pregnant and I think I am doomed to deal with a few of these.
But, when carrying a baby there is the added responsibility to take care on what medicines you digest and the questioning of when you need to seek medical help.
This has been my dilemma for this past week.
Do I head to the doctor/urgent care/hospital or do I just stick it out?
For so many this is just not an issue but for many reasons it is a big deal for us:
- We pay cash for any visits to the doctor. We have chosen not to have health insurance but to be a part of a share program. Now, the share program will help with a visit to the hospital and we would readily pay the money for me to go to the hospital if it is an emergency but what determines an emergency? Of course, if I stopped breathing or if one of our family was in an accident than of course, that is an emergency. But, if you are dealing with cold symptoms well, there tends to be more deliberation on whether or not a visit to the hospital is needed.
- We try to heal our ailments using natural means first. This does not mean that I do not use conventional medicine. I believe that there is a place for both but sometimes the line between the two is not so clear. Sometimes it is as clear as day. When Eric was dealing with asthma we tried some natural remedies but breathing is important (dontcha think?) and so we used conventional medicine. I appreciate all the more those who practice emergency medicine...they are my heros! But, some ailments like ear aches, tummy aches, colds, and such are easily dealt with using natural remedies.
- I personally dislike going to the doctor's office. In all honesty, I hate that look they give me when I answer their questions on things like family size or immunizations. The last time I went to the Doctor was when I had to get our adoption physicals done...five years ago! The doctor looked at me quizzically and said "You already have four children why do you want more?"...I know the answer to that question but for some reason when I am in the presence of a man/woman who has spent so much time in school to learn their trade I get flustered. Same when I tell them that I don't want to have certain immunizations given to my children. I mean, really, I have my evidence and have come to these conclusions deliberately. I am not one of those mommas that just doesn't want to see her child in pain. I have my reasons, conclusions that I have come to through a lot of prayer and reading. But, I still feel like I stumble over my reasons and then look foolish.
All in all, I should be thankful that I am a thinking person.
I need not be intimidated by those who are more educated than I am because ultimately medicine is a science giving much room for differences of opinions.
How did you like my pep talk to myself?
Thanks for listening!