Yesterday I was faced with something I was so scared was going to happen. I went to the bathroom, wiped and saw bright red blood. My world stopped, I don't think I even took a breath. I wiped again and there was more. Let me clarify, there was not a lot, but it was there and it was so scary. Luckily I was at work so I went over the prenatal clinic, in tears I might add and asked for an u/s.
They did it right away, and they of course wouldn't tell me anything. She only had to do it abdominaly as opposed to having to do it trans-vaginally as well so that was reassuring. When I got back upstairs I saw the results and the baby was fine, there was no reason for the spotting on the u/s. The baby looked good and the heart was beating away....quite quickly I might add, but so was mine!
I had played baseball the previous weekend, and needless to say, I am no longer playing. I will be cheering the team on from the bench!
It is a thin line to walk - at first I was so scared to do anything, no exercise, no sex, no baseball - but then after a conversation with my OB she reminded me that I needed to live life, I can't just lay still for 9 months or I will drive myself crazy....so I am trying to live life while growing a life inside me and it is still hard. I will go a little slower, but still try to keep some sanity.
I was going to go back to work today and tomorrow but I was told to go home and put my feet up, so I am officially on vacation and plan on enjoying every minute of it! At least I can try!