Week 29: Permanent Barbie Toe

Well, I can definitely tell that little man is growing in there, since his kicks and punches are getting much stronger. No alienesque movements yet, though. We had a doctor appointment yesterday (well, a nurse’s appointment) so that I could get my rhoGAM shot. For those of you who don’t know, I’m rh-negative, which means my blood can attack the baby without this shot. So I have to get one after every miscarriage or delivery, and at 28 weeks of every pregnancy. You can read more about it in my post here.

Since I was already getting one shot, I asked if I could get any upcoming vaccines/blood draws done at the same appointment. There was only one more coming up, which was the TDAP vaccine (though both Geoff and I will have to get a flu shot in a few weeks when they start giving them). Lucky me, I got one shot in each cheek and I was sent on my merry way. They didn’t even hurt like they do when you get one in your arm (at least until today).

Imagine if your feet were stuck like this. Forever.

I’ve been doing pretty good as far as the not-so-fun parts of pregnancy go, but last night and today I started experiencing all of those little joys I had hoped to avoid. Last night I woke up around 4:00 a.m. yelling bloody murder because of a leg cramp (I scared the heck out of Geoff). Seriously, I thought I was having leg cramps before, but this one was on an entirely different level that made me want to rip my own leg off. Think permanent Barbie toe. Ouch.

Another lovely symptom of pregnancy I had yet to experience is heartburn. I’ve never had heartburn in my life, so when I started getting it yesterday I didn’t realize what it was right away – I just thought my torso was about to implode. Once I realized what it was it made me very appreciative that I didn’t get it earlier on in the pregnancy! Especially because today I got it everytime I ate anything.

I also have a horrible headache, so add that to some residual leg cramp pain from last night (told you it was a bad one!), heartburn and what feels like a back/butt bruise from my TDAP shot yesterday and you have one unhappy pregnant lady. And guess what? Instead of going home to put my feet up and relax after staying an hour late at work to get some last minute projects done, I get to go grocery shopping because otherwise I won’t have time to go until the weekend and we absolutely no food in the house. Joy.

My solution to this: drink a bunch of water, pop some Tylenol and suck it up. It will all be worth it in the end when we finally get to meet our little man!

This week according to What to Expect:

Your Baby in Week 29 of Pregnancy

How big is your baby this week? She weighs nearly three pounds now and measures about 17 inches. Though she’s getting pretty close to her birth length, she still has to chub out a bit. In fact, over the next 11 weeks, she’ll more than double — or even come close to tripling — her weight. And as she grows and the room in your womb gets tighter, you’ll be less likely to feel those big kicks and more likely to get poked by an elbow or jabbed by a knee.

Your Body in Week 29 of Pregnancy

Unsightly yet harmless, varicose veins are simply swollen blood vessels that often surface on your body for the first time during pregnancy, especially if your mom or grandma had them. You may have a mild case (minor achiness and swelling) or you may be unlucky enough to experience real pain and bulging blue veins, usually from the ankle to the upper thigh. There are things you can do to alleviate this veiny situation, including watching your weight, keeping your blood flowing, and avoiding heavy lifting.

A little history…

Geoff and I moved to Milwaukee immediately following our wedding in 2011, and started house shopping a few months later. As soon as we started house shopping, we decided we were ready to start a family. What that meant to us was to keep living our lives the way we were, but for me to stop taking birth control. We figured it would be a month or two, but it wouldn’t be long before we had a baby on board.

Boy, were we wrong.

We tried for months, ended up finding our house, kept trying, and eventually got the results we were hoping for! Two pink lines! Unfortunately, two days later, we ended up miscarrying. Not only is a miscarriage a hard thing to go through for anyone, we had been trying for almost a year at this point, and it was devastating. We met with our doctor and had a few tests done to make sure we were okay, and we discovered that I am Rh-negative, which means that if my blood and the baby’s blood mix, my body thinks that the baby is a disease and actually attacks it.

Basically, there’s nothing you can do about it except get a big ol’ shot in the butt within a couple days of miscarrying, which prevents “sensitization” for your next pregnancy. Once you become pregnant again, you get the shot again at 28 weeks and after giving birth (if the baby is Rh-positive) to protect you for the next one. And so on and so forth.

So I guess there was a silver lining there. If we hadn’t miscarried, we wouldn’t have found out about my blood type, and this may have happened to us again. We were also able to inform my family members, some of whom are also Rh-negative, so they are aware of it and can take appropriate steps when the time comes.

Bottom line: for those of you out there who are in the same boat as we were, keep trying. It might take a month, it might take a year, but things will work out exactly the way they are supposed to.