Today was my monthly check up to see how little Bradley is doing. Over this past weekend I had a really rough time. Saturday I was not feeling well at all. From the time I got up I didn’t feel good and after I ate I only felt worse. I laid down on the couch and rested but it didn’t get better like I thought it would. I got to the point that I couldn’t move, talk or anything. Physically I felt like I had blacked out but mentally I didn’t. It last about an hour and then after that I was just really weak all day. I ended up laying around the rest of the day and not doing anything. Sunday I had some Braxton Hicks, so I had plenty to talk about with the doctor.
I have gained 2 lbs since last month, so far I have gained 8 lbs total. Since I had gained so much weight before this pregnancy I am really letting the number on the scale bother me so hearing 8 lbs so far makes it sound A LOT better. But after I had Noah my doctor told me I needed to gain 20 lbs before I got pregnant again and I did just that.
My iron was low so she put me on iron pills. Honestly I am surprised it hasn’t been low before now. With all of my pregnancies my iron has been low. I had to take iron pills when I was pregnant with Noah and afterwards when I was breastfeeding so here goes to probably over a year of iron pills but if it makes me feel better than I have YAY!!
My blood pressure was good. I had wondered if my blood pressure had been low Saturday when everything happened because through out this pregnancy my blood pressure has been low and it has made me feel just not right.
Since I have had some Braxton Hick’s she went ahead and checked my cervix but everything was good. I have a lot of pain and heaviness but she said that is because (1) this is pregnancy #3 and (2) I am carrying him low. I just have to take it easy and get off my feet when it starts bothering me.
She said Bradley probably had a growth spurt because I am measuring farther along than I should be. I didn’t ask how far along; however, at my appointment last month I was measuring a week farther along than my due date.
She went ahead and did some blood work to make sure everything is ok after Saturday. If it happens again I am suppose to call. I probably should have Saturday but when it was going on I couldn’t and even if Adam had of called I couldn’t have gotten ready to go in. Then once I finally started feeling a little better I was like I don’t want to spend my Saturday at the hospital and they would have made me come in to make sure everything was ok. Next month I have the one hour sugar test done.