I’m 16 weeks pregnant already, and I can hardly believe! It feels like each pregnancy goes by faster than the last one.

Each pregnancy, I always go into it with the best intentions to purchase and fill out a pregnancy book. You know those books that you can use to track your cravings, how you’re feeling and so on. I had one when I was pregnant with my first in 2008, and filled it out religiously. However, when it came to subsequent pregnancies I just couldn’t have been bothered. Perhaps, it is because with my second pregnancy, I did fill out a pregnancy book religiously… Only that pregnancy sadly came to an end 10 weeks after a traumatic miscarriage.

Being that I am planning for this to be my last pregnancy, I thought it only made sense for me to try my best to document the journey. Maybe not on paper, but rather on the blog. I can’t promise weekly updates, but I will do my best to update as I have something new to share with you all.

Heaven knows, I am sure you don’t all want to hear about my change in aversions and cravings week-by-week. Or… maybe you do?

My pregnancy up to this point has been one that has kept me on my toes.

I have been dealt with a bad case of all day sickness, and have been placed on a high dosage of diclectin. The diclectin didn’t really start working until I was about 14 weeks pregnant. Up until that point I survived religiously on Pizza Pops, Jamaican patties and potato chips. Not the healthiest of options, but it was what I could stomach at the time. You just kind of have to roll with the punches when you are dealt with that deck of cards, and that is exactly what I have done. It’s worked for me.

It is nice that I am now finally to handle being back in the kitchen, cooking up well-balanced, nutritious meals. I have been craving meals that are full of veggies, noodles and spice. Gumbo, Honey Sriracha Chicken Noodle Bowls… If it has spice, I want to eat it!

I’m sure my family is over the moon that I have returned to my domain again too. They no longer have to fend for themselves through the means of takeout and frozen dinners. As they say, nothing beats a home-cooked meal.


Two weeks ago, I met with my midwife for my 14 week appointment. I always look forward to these appointments as it means I will have the opportunity to hear the precious sound of the baby’s heartbeat. It was beating away at a healthy 170 beats per minute.

My midwife also had the results from my NT Scan. The baby had a nuchal translucency measurement of 1.0mm, everything looked healthy and growing as it should be.

My heart stopped during my appointment when my midwife asked me if I knew I had a mass growing on the posterior wall of my uterus. When she first mentioned the word “mass”, my mind immediately went to cancer. I felt sick. I had a gazillion questions. This was when my midwife piped up to say that the fibroid is non-cancerous and that had she known I would react the way I did that she wouldn’t have told me. The problem was that I didn’t not want to know, but that rather I had never heard of uterine fibroids up until that date. They were foreign to me.

My midwives are going to continue to measure the growth of the uterine fibroid. At this point it isn’t cause for too much concern. However it does explain some of my bleeding episodes. As well, it explains the digestive problems, stomach and pain cramps and pressure I had prior to becoming pregnant and during this pregnancy. Not only that my cycles were 21 days in length with my period lasting as long as 10-12 days prior to pregnancy. Another indicative sign of uterine fibroid. However when I brought up these concerns to my GP last November, she brushed it off and told me it was normal. That maybe I was suffering from constipation. It is nice to finally have answers to what is causing my ailments.

In the worst case scenario if my fibroid continues to grow (which they can throughout pregnancy), it puts me at risk for placenta detachment, increased risk for preterm labour and also increases the chances of my baby being breech.

All we can really do is just take it one day at a time and monitor it.

What I didn’t know was that 3 out of 4 women have fibroids at some point in their lives, and don’t even know because symptoms aren’t present. The only reason mine was detected was because of my NT Scan. Otherwise, I would have never known.

I have found that exercise has helped me manage some of the pain that I experience as result of the uterine fibroid. I aim to go for 2 to 3 30 minute walks a day. I would also really like to find a groove and get back into doing some of my prenatal workout programs that I was so devoted to when I was pregnant with Everly.

Before I wrap up my update, I feel the need to address one question I get quite often and to be honest it drives me batty.

Did you plan this pregnancy?

Seriously, it is really not a question to ask a person who has suffered from miscarriage and secondary infertility. However, I will confirm that yes this pregnancy was planned. My husband and I have made it very clear since well before we wed in 2007 that we always wanted a large family with ideally 4 children. When I was pregnant with Everly, we did count on that to be our last pregnancy. Simply because it took over 18 months for me to conceive due to lack of ovulation. When we decided to try for a fourth, we weren’t really trying at all. I refused to commit my heart and soul into something that I didn’t know for sure could happen again. I didn’t want to deal with the heartache month after month of seeing a negative test result. It was an absolute blessing when we saw the positive test on June 23. I just had a feeling. I’m glad my intuition was right on the ball. You have no idea how overjoyed my husband and I both were. We’re excited, and maybe a little crazy, but mostly excited to be expanding on our tiny army once more!

Did I mention that this baby is due 2 days before Everly’s 2nd birthday? There’s just something about that time of year! I consider it a miracle. I lost my angel baby on March 11 of 2010. I take it almost as a sign that my angel is watching over us and smiling down. (Yes, I believe in signs.)

Until my next update,



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