Ups and downs

I'm feeling...off...lately. Even Don noticed the other day when I got light-headed. Most of my day is spent trying to mentally ward off the queasiness. I really don't know how much is the iron, how much is the prenatals, and how much is actually just the pregnancy.

Still haven't puked yet, though, so that's good.

Food isn't incredibly appealing to me, particularly when I'm feeling queasy, but if I eat, then I feel better for about 10 minutes. Then I feel like crap again.

Right now, though, I feel okay. We went to dinner with my dad, and I took a Zantac before we went (I was feeling yucky and felt heartburn-y), so maybe that worked. I could use a cookie or 12 though. Mmmm...cookies...

Doctor's Visit

All is okay. The baby's heartbeat was elusive, so the doctor once again wheeled in the antiquated sonogram machine. Unlike last time, Baby B was just kinda chillin' in the womb. An arm waved. And honestly, it really just looked like a blob sitting there. Hmm. (Oh, and the same service sticker was on the machine. Nice.)

Anyway, my iron's a little low, so back on those pills for me. I know I didn't go on those pills until late in the pregnancy last time, and I'm not looking forward to it this time, as I suspect that those pills were a possible cause of my 3-trimester barfing.

She also gave me another form for another blood test to check my hemoglobins. I really don't think I had that last time. Something about checking for other medical history stuff, that if something comes out positive, then Don will have to get a blood test.

I also asked her about why my wedding rings might be causing a rash and blisters on my fingers, when I'm not swelling. She said I may be allergic to the metal, and something to do about hormones. It was after I asked that she handed me the hemoglobin thing. Stupid hemoglobins.