A Rollercoaster

I haven’t posted for the last few weeks, because I haven’t been exactly sure what has been going on.  It turns out that taking the aspirin to lessen the risk of preeclampsia caused some crazy bad acid reflux.  I was confusing the symptoms with a food allergy for a while, but about 2 weeks ago, I figured out it was actually reflux and started taking steps to fix the problems (changing eating habits, stopping aspirin, doubling my acid reflux medication).  I have now got the acid reflux symptoms under control, but now I am pretty sure I have an ulcer and I have to be patient while it heals.  It is a little frustrating though.

For a while, Charles and I were worried that the pregnancy path might not be able to continue because I can’t take aspirin, an important part of preventing preeclampsia.  However, after talking to the doctor and doing a little we searching, there are clearly other options available.  The plan is to get pregnant and then see the doctor about getting on one of these other treatments.

This acid reflux thing has really increased my distrust of my body (if it wasn’t already high enough).  However, my sister in law, Tara, got me into charting my fertility cycle and I have to say it looks so normal that it gives me hope that this pregnancy thing might actually work pretty well.  I didn’t really doubt that it would go well, but this helps me worry a little less.

This last week has also included just a resurgence of my excitement of being pregnant and having a baby.  I am so looking forward to the day I find out I’m pregnant (assuming it all works).  I am even more looking forward to giving birth and having my healthy baby in my arms.  My excitement for getting pregnant is now fully winning over my fears and any potential pain.  I got to see my nephew Luke and sister-in-law Tara for a few hours today and it was such a wonderful memory of why Charles and I really want to do this. 

Today is day 1 on the half dose of Celebrex.  So far there are no obvious affects, but I am starting to be more cautious.  When we went to meet Tara and Luke today, I had my mom push me in the wheelchair, just to make sure it wouldn’t flare me up.  I am just going to keep up this caution and hopefully I will be able to ride it out pretty well.