We knew because of my ectopic pregnancy, I would have to have a sonogram right away. The sonogram estimated my due-date would be around May 20, 2004. It also showed a heartbeat inside my uterus. My pregnancy was not in my fallopian tube. Unfortunately, four weeks later I would face another obstacle with my pregnancy. While returning home from a car trip with my mother and John, he hit a bump in the road. We stopped at a rest area, so I could use the restroom. When I stood up to get out of the car, I felt a gush of water. It wasn't water. It was blood. I was taken by ambulance to the nearest hospital. The doctor tried to mentally prepare me for the fact that I could have miscarried this baby. That night, I had two sonograms performed on me. The baby was OK; however, what caused my bleeding was a sub-chronic hematoma, which is a blood clot behind my placenta. I met with my doctor the next day and she put me on bed rest for a week and explained I would be considered high-risk, until she felt that my hematoma was dissolving. Unfortunately, as is my usual way, I reacted to this news by becoming depressed and withdrawn. A sonogram two days before Christmas showed that I was eighteen weeks pregnant and that the baby was OK. By now, I felt that John needed some control over my pregnancy and allowed him to make the decision whether or not we learned the sex of the baby. John decided he did not want to know. I was in my second trimester, and I was depressed and scared that something would happen to this baby. I was still obsessed with eating healthy and working out. It was my way of coping with my fears. John continued to be supportive, but he was scared, too. A week after the sonogram, my doctor took me off of the high-risk list because the hematoma was gone and the baby was developing normally. John and I celebrated that evening with a dinner with my parents and brother, Derrick, and sister, Jennifer. Unbeknownst to me, my brother and sister had discussed their concerns about my health with one another. My brother felt John was too close to the situation to really provide me with the support I needed. So, he started looking on the internet for information about healthy pregnancies. When Derrick came across the BabyFit website, he thought it had everything I needed. It had information about nutrition, exercise and supportive discussion boards. Derrick signed me up for a membership that night. Continued › |
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