10 weeks

I never thought this would happen to me. I've been trying the past few years to be so healthy and take care of my body, but when things aren't meant to be then they aren't meant to be. So here's my last story for this pregnancy....

This last week things started to get better. I wasn't so nauseous, I wasn't craving disgusting food, I was just tired. I celebrated my 7 year anniversary on Monday. Tuesday I got my verification of pregnancy taken care of and Wednesday I got my paper work turned in to switch over to prenatal insurance. I thought things were finally going well. Except on Tuesday I had some pain in my lower abdomen, but I didn't really think much of it. I figured it was round ligament pain and it eventually went away. On Wednesday I went about my morning with the girls and took care of all my paperwork for insurance. The girls and I went to Michael's to get craft stuff and then we went out to lunch...it was our "fun day" as Miya put it. Around 2 o'clock the girls and I laid down to watch a movie and that's when the sharp pains and cramping started. Mason got home and I told him I wasn't feeling good and that I think I'm having a miscarriage. I started to spot blood and the pain was pretty persistent, as if I was going through labor. Mason and the girls took me the the ER and we waited till about 4:00 before a nurse saw me to take my vitals and blood. Right after that I went to the bathroom and a gush of blood came out (sorry to be so graphic) I knew it then that I miscarried. It's hard to go through something like this especially when the last few weeks have been hell. I got nothing out of this. I cried in the bathroom then got myself together and went out to get an ultrasound which confirmed the fetus was no longer in my uterus. I thought after that I was done. I thought well, I've lost this baby move on, but of course thing had to get worse. I waited around the ER to see a doctor, meanwhile I sent Mason and the girls home. By around 7:30 pm I was seen by the Doctor. He said I was still bleeding a lot (which I was), so he wanted to see how I was in an hour. Bored out of my mind I laid in a bed with no reception on my iphone, so I played games on my phone till it died. I was still having extremely painful cramps every 5 mins so finally the nurse hooked me up to an IV and gave me some morphine to help with the pain (that helped right away). They also gave me medication that was supposed to help get rid of everything inside me, which seemed to contradict the morphine. This was worse than both of my labors. By 11:00pm the doctor told me I was going to have a D&C procedure done where they suction all the stuff my body was trying to get rid of. So after 2 more hours of morphine and pain they took me down to the surgery room and gave me some better stuff that knocked me out while they did the procedure. I was done before I knew it and Mason came and got me around 2:30am. What a day. And all that for what? I guess so I can empathize with others who've gone through this, but I'm not going to lie...it was probably the worst day of my life. However, I am grateful for all the nurses, technicians, and doctors. They were all so nice and sympathetic. I really needed that last night. I am also grateful that I'm heathy and that I have two beautiful healthy girls and an amazing husband. Thank you friends and family who chatted with me when I was bored and have already extended a helping hand. I know I'm blessed even even during this sad time.

This was right after the D&C. I was feeling pretty good here.

9 weeks

This pregnancy can only get better after this last week which was full of migraines, nausea, meltdowns, mood swings, and pulled muscles. I'm actually embarrassed to even say how last week went because it really makes me sound like some crazy monster, but since I'm trying to document this pregnancy here it is.

Last Thursday, was Miya's Kindergarten graduation, a day of gymnastics camp, and the worst day of this pregnancy thus far. So, I started the day by going to the gym and did the stair master for 30 mins. at super low intensity. Afterward, I took Miya to school, by the time I got back home I was not feeling good at all. I started to see light spots and then the migraine came on. I drank as much water as I could and laid down. Mason had to leave for work, so it was just me and Emi. Emi was being super cute drawing me pictures and just trying to help me out. I felt so bad at this point that I started to cry, not just a few tears, but I'm talking about crazy sobbing like a baby throwing a tantrum just wanting my mom. I couldn't believe what I was doing and what I couldn't seem to control. Emi was shocked to see me crying like crazy. I was praying super hard by this point and finally decided to call my mom. I cried on the phone to my mom wishing she were near by to take care of me. She was about to jump on an airplane to help me out, but I assured her that that wouldn't be necessary. So, I told her I'd call my visiting teachers and ask for some help. After I got off the phone I realized I didn't know who my visiting teachers were, so I laid in bed with a horrible migraine and kept crying for about 3 hours till I realized I needed to be at Miya's school for her kindergarten graduation at 12:15 and to work at 1:30. I said another prayer and decided to just get out of bed and deal with it. So I did. I drove to 7-11 grabbed myself some ginger ale and saltines, then went to Miya's school. After Miya's little graduation party, I decided not to bail out on my work, so I took the girls with me and took it easy at work. I started to feel better once I got there...Heavenly Father answers prayers!

So, that was one day...pretty dramatic in my book. A few days later as I was working out, I pulled a muscle/pinched a nerve??? Honestly, I'm not sure what I did, but it hurt so bad I had to stop working out and go home right away (4 days later it's still hurting). Did I mention I threw up at the gym too? I did learn that with my hormones changing so much that I'm more susceptible to tearing tendons and ligaments, so I decided to take a week off from the gym and hopefully I'll be able to resume my work outs soon.

My hormones are really making me crazy...one minute I feel like crying, the next minute I'm calm as a butterfly. Who knows what this next week will be like. On the bright side of things, I didn't really feel nauseous today, I'm still tired as a mug, but I felt good enough to make a Thai Crunch Salad for dinner and brownies from scratch.

Here's my 9 week photo...(You may get sick of seeing side poses of me)

Here's Miya's class. Can you find Miya? (Hint Emi is sitting on her lap)

Here's Miya and her friend Kaiya on the last day of school.

8 weeks

Here I am only a week later and my belly feels like it has doubled in size. The morning/all day sickness is in full gear now. I'm having a hard time finding anything that sounds appetizing, except for foods like: cheese pizza, panda express orange chicken, nibs, ice cream. I'm almost disgusted with what I'm eating these days because it's not "clean eating" like I'm used to. I'm really trying to get over it and just eat so I won't feel so nauseous. Another thing that's really making things hard is how tired I am. I've really forgotten so much about being pregnant, it almost feels like it's the first time all over again. I have been fortunate enough to have Mason do so much around the house. He's been doing the laundry every week and making sure the girls get fed and lets me take naps everyday. I'll try and pick up my role as a house wife in about a month. Meanwhile, Miya tries to make dinner every night which consists of cut up cucumbers, celery, and nectarines all neatly placed in different bowls like a buffet. It's really cute, but I'm worried she feels like she has to step up and help because her mom is too tired/pregnant. I have a feeling I'm going to get a lot of help with this baby.

Here I am. My abs pretty much gone...ahhh so much work! (It's worth it!)

Miya's Buffet dinner.

7 Weeks Pregnant

Yup you read that right. I'm Pregnant! Never thought this day would come. We're all super excited about having a new baby come into our family. The girls are especially excited. I would love to have a boy, but 3 girls would be fun too. Mason wants another girl, Emi said she wants a brother and Miya wants another sister....we'll see.

So, now that I'm pregnant I guess that's something to blog about. I'm really nervous to see my body transform again, but also kind of determined to stay fit during this pregnancy, so it wont be so hard to get my body back. I still have that future goal to compete in Figure, but who knows?

At 7 weeks, I've started the dreaded stage of my pregnancies. In the past I've lost 10-15 lbs, just because I couldn't keep anything down. This time, I'm feeling nauseous, but have been eating a lot more. As long as I force my self to keep eating I feel okay. I just need to eat more healthy foods, otherwise I'll be 150lbs before I know it.

I thought it might be fun to take pictures every month and slowly watch my abs disappear and the rest of my body inflate. So here I am.....7 weeks.

Happy 6th Birthday Miya!

My Miya is 6 years old today!!!!

How time flies by. I really can't believe Miya is already 6 years old. Her kindergarten year is almost over and before I'll know it she'll be in high school. There is too much good stuff to say about this girl. She's been an amazing 1st daughter. She's super obedient and really loves to please her family. She's a leader (she even got the leadership award at school) and makes friends with everyone. Miya, you're an amazing little girl! I love you and Happy Birthday!

Time to update

I know, I know...I really need to update this blog, but I just never have the time. Sorry!

This just might be the end of the Allred Ohana blog.

A Late post

My mom and grandma came a couple weekends ago. We had so much fun having them here, but it went too fast.

The girlies in front the the Japanese Tea Garden

My mom making the most delicious sushi dinner for us.

Easter Egg Hunting

Miya and Emi with their best friends

Miya and Emi in their new Easter dresses...Thank you Baba!