Friday, 03 March 2006

I am an Unfit Mother

The first test of good mothering is providing a safe place for your baby to develop while awaiting birth. I have failed this test. I am an unfit mother. My body is an unhealthy vessel and because of this, I have spent most of the day in tears. My list of offenses is long:

1. I am overweight. Very. Andrew and I planned to lose weight before we got pregnant. I started Weight Watchers early last year and by the time I found out that I was pregnant I lost 45-50 pounds. Unfortunately, this was not enough but there was nothing I could do about it. I did talk with my OB/GYN about my continuing WW while pregnant although technically, they do not allow you to. Dr. Shaw was very understanding and helped me figure out the I should eat my points plus five to keep from gaining unnecessary weight. He was very supportive and was not too concerned about my weight.

2. I have hyperemesis. My goal of continuing a modified WW plan went out the window as I was/am inflicted with severe morning sickness. After weeks (and I do mean weeks) of not being able to eat ANYTHING and losing 14 pounds in 2 weeks, my doctor basically told me to eat whatever I could keep down. Of course, the list was very limited: hot dogs and beans, string cheese, cucumbers, pickles, and vanilla ice cream. Occassionally, I was able to eat fruit without incident, but most of the items were very unhealthy. I continued to lose weight at a rapid pace and my doctor was a little cconcerned about the baby's growth. I had to be hydrated through IV at the hospital and was placed on Zofran, a medicine given to chemo patients to help deal with nausea.

3. Incompetent Cervix and Fibroids. When my water broke at 19.5 weeks gestation in 2003 and we lost Samantha, I was diagnosed with an incompetent cervix. Basically that means that my cervix can thin and open without contractions and usually too early for the fetus to survive. In addition to discovering the IC, I was also told that I had a fibroid. While it wasn't really a problem during that pregnancy, it could be a problem in the future. I was told to have it removed. I did not as my research said that sometimes removal is worse on the body than the actual fibroid. During this pregnancy I had to have a cerclage (stitch) placed in my cervix to help combat the IC, but I was also told that I now had 3 fibroids as opposed to the one.

4. Gestational Diabetes*. I failed my 3-hour glucose test so I have been diagnosed with Gestational Diabetes. Now I have to go a strict diet to control my blood sugar. This is a probel because ther are very few things that I can eat (see #2).

So, as you can see, I am dealing with SO many negatives. Not to mention I am on bedrest so there is pretty much nothing I can do in terms of recreation. Please don't tell me that it will be worth it, I know that. But right now, I feel like a failure. I am worried on so many levels about my daughter's health. I am worried about my mental health. I am worried about so much. I have nto enjoyed a minute of being pregnant, and of course that makes me feel horribly. I do not have any "I love being pregnant" moments. I am an unfit mother.

*Pregnant women who have never had diabetes before but who have high blood sugar (glucose) levels during pregnancy are said to have gestational diabetes. Gestational diabetes affects about 4% of all pregnant women - about 135,000 cases of gestational diabetes in the United States each year.

We don't know what causes gestational diabetes, but we have some clues. The placenta supports the baby as it grows. Hormones from the placenta help the baby develop. But these hormones also block the action of the mother's insulin in her body. This problem is called insulin resistance. Insulin resistance makes it hard for the mother's body to use insulin. She may need up to three times as much insulin.

Gestational diabetes starts when your body is not able to make and use all the insulin it needs for pregnancy. Without enough insulin, glucose cannot leave the blood and be changed to energy. Glucose builds up in the blood to high levels. This is called hyperglycemia.
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#1  03 March 2006 - 23:26
 
FAILURE? UNFIT MOTHER?!?

NO WAY!!!!!

Here you are, going to hell and back to give Mya life!!! You are a great mother, a wonderful mother. Don't doubt that for a minute.

I had to go on bedrest with one of my pregnancies, and it is hard, I know. Take up some new hobbies. Learn to knit, crochet, or embroider. Work puzzles. Watch old movies. Read lots of books and magazines. Write. Write a journal, a letter to Mya. Get people to play cards with you. Sketch...charcoal and a pad of paper will do very well. Get those hand-held games.

Anyone would be depressed with all that you've got on your plate. But this is temporary, remember. Mya is permanent.

xoxo
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#2  04 March 2006 - 01:14
 
Thank you IML. I have been ccrochetng and knitting and writing and reading...I think being on bedrest isn't the problem per se- I'm glad I am not working with those unruly students right now. But I am just feel so broken...it's so hard to see the positive when it feels like my body is giving out...Mya is permanent...that's great!
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#3  04 March 2006 - 08:51
 
Yup, I did the bedrest thing too, for the last six weeks of Ethel, and the last month or so of George. It totally sucks.
You know, if you were an unfit mother, you wouldn't give a crap about trying to sustain this pregnancy. You wouldn't care whether you were doing the right things or not. You wouldn't have gone to the doctor, you wouldn't have let them stab your cervix with a needle (just thinking about that makes my flesh crawl, let me tell you), you wouldn't have bothered to talk to your doctor about following a healthy diet. YOU were trying to make the right decisions, your body just sabotaged you. If you were an unfit mother, you wouldn't be so upset now.
First things first: left hand, right shoulder. Right hand, left shoulder. Squeeze. Since I can't hug you myself, that will have to do. Repeat as necessary.
Now: the first time you felt Mya kick. The first ultrasound, when you saw that she had all her appropriate bits and pieces. The day that you passed 19.5 weeks. I'd say those are pretty damn good pregnancy memories. Admittedly, laying there is boring and miserable, but at least you can lay there and talk to Mya all day.
Trust me, I didn't enjoy most of my pregnancies, either. I gained 60 with #1 and 55 with #2 (which made the doctors a little perturbed). I had extremely low blood pressure, which gave me constant headaches. We lived with my inlaws during pregnancy #1. My whole body was massively swollen (my ankles were literally twice as big as they should have been), I had horrible headaches every day because of the low blood pressure (and wouldn't take anything because I was terrified that a Tylenol would cause my baby lasting damage) and I had absolutely horrible gas for my entire pregnancy both times. The kind that gives you stomoach cramps and runs everyone out of the house. Not to mention the toxemia- I was in the birthing center five or six times before Ethel was born because I kept having contractions- and not the Braxton-Hicks kind, either. I'm totally with you, pregnancy sucks bigtime. (Stupid me, I did it twice. After the second I decided that two kids were more than enough and I was not putting my body through that ever again.) You only have about 12 weeks to go- the scariest part is over, and at this point, even if Mya decided to stick her head out early, she'd probably be just fine.
People who act like pregnancy is the most wonderful thing in the world took too many drugs. The end result makes it all worthwhile, but the process ain't all that great.
GIve yourself another hug and cheer up. You'll get your body back eventually- course if you breastfeed that might be another year, but still. Now, my coffee is done brewing. I'm going to go drink a pot of it and try to face the day.
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#4  09 March 2006 - 00:21
 
Has your outlook on life improved any yet? Do we need to stage an intervention? :P
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#5  10 March 2006 - 10:14
 
Hey BFL- I'm gouda! No intervention needed!
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