because pregnancy.

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As easy of a pregnancy as I had with Moosh, I was silly to assume this pregnancy would be equally as easy. I mean, TWO easy pregnancies?! Ha. Riiiight.

Yesterday I went to see my OB for just a general 30.5 week checkup (because I accidentally missed my actual 30 week checkup. Oops. #PregnancyBrain). I left work during lunch (with plans to eat my lunch at my desk when I returned). I left my computer on, left papers for home on my desk, and headed out. Only to find out that my blood pressure was crazy high when I got to the OB.

The nurses asked me, “Are you stressed? Did you hit traffic? Bad day at work?” And I just responded, “No. For once, I am not stressed.” To be honest, I can tell when my blood pressure is up; and it’s been frequent throughout this pregnancy. Often times when I stand up, move, or just simply climb a flight of stairs. It’s odd for me because when I’m not pregnant, my blood pressure is generally low.

In addition, apparently the “normal pregnancy symptoms” I’ve been complaining about to my husband/friends for the last several weeks are not all that normal. Well, not at least when combined with high blood pressure. Apparently then they are ‘alarming.’

I’m measuring ahead of schedule (even though my belly is so much smaller than it was with Moosh).

I’m having frequent headaches and seeing stars in my vision.

And I’m SO uncomfortable. Like, I was only this uncomfortable with Moosh when I was 40-41 weeks. I can’t even sit up straight because there is so much pain in my upper abdomen — right below my ribcage.

Little did I know that these things + high blood pressure = no bueno. So they need to rule out hypertension/preeclampsia.

So they sent me to triage at Akron City Hospital where I had four hours of monitoring and testing before determining, inconclusively, that I would NOT be admitted. Instead I have to get rid of a bacteria they found via an antibiotic so that they can test me again next week and not receive skewed results.

So now we wait. If my ‘symptoms’ get any worse, it’s back to triage I go!

Somehow I managed to remain mostly calm throughout this whole process. I told Chad to stay at work and Ari stayed with the sitter until Chad picked him up at his normal time. I suppose that one thing that this pregnancy has taught me is to roll with the punches. So it’s almost funny that my blood pressure is high. Like, of course it is. Of course it’s high when I’m not stressing about it.

But I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous. If I have preeclampsia, that means my chances of a natural, unmedicated delivery, go way down. That means that I will need to be induced via pitocin (which also scares me because I needed pitocin to stop the bleeding post delivery with Moosh). That means a higher chance of needing a c-section. I understand that these are instances where it is medically necessary for the safety of both the mother and the child, and that truly is OK with me. But it still makes me a little sad to know that this is a real possibility.

However, the idea of this pregnancy not going to 40 weeks — or 41 weeks like with Moosh — is definitely appealing. I’m not gonna lie. So for now, we antibiotic, we monitor, and we do what we have to do.