Trying (and Failing) to Stay Calm

So I broke, not physically but mentally. On Friday I had my first all out overanxious, soon to be mom of two moment.

It all started when I decided to do my kick count while Ryan was taking a nap and I got a big fat nothing. My doctor defines a kick count as taking 1 hour out of your day to make sure you feel at least 4 kicks (or some sort of movement), if you don’t then you have to drink something cold and sweet and then try it again. I got one kick, and only because I poked her hard in the foot.

I called the doctor, it is at that time about 2:30pm on Friday… the nurses and doctors want to go home, they obviously are not pleased with me calling but what can they do? They have a panicking mom on their hands and they have to do something. While I have been calm throughout all the stuff that has happened throughout the pregnancy I am in a total tizzy over the kick count. There is slight hyperventilation on my part, I am imagining that I get there and get rushed to the hospital because something is wrong; I am imagining that I have run out of amniotic fluid and baby is not doing well. I know all the bad stuff that can happen, and I was going through the list in my head. The nurse on the phone told me to come in right away (I know they had no choice but to tell me this, but I of course take It as a sign that something really is wrong), so I wake up Ryan from his nap (this tells you how much panic I was in… it takes a lot for me to justify waking up a sleeping toddler) and force us immediately the door.

They gave me a non-stress test and after 25 minutes or so they declare everything to be okay. No signs of any sort of distress. This of course could be due to the fact that after dragging myself and my sleepy 2 year old son in 98 degree weather 25 minutes away to the doctor’s office that Audrey decided to start kicking like crazy… but whatever. I must focus on the fact that she did start kick-boxing me, and that is what is important, even if it did make me look like a crazy overanxious mom.

They did discover that my blood sugar is starting to get pretty high, even while fasting so they put me on meds, so if nothing else at least I got that dealt with, that and I am no longer a basket case made going to the doctor worthwhile. I go back in Thursday for another checkup and non-stress test, hopefully I can stay calm and stay away from the doctor until then!