Isn't pregnancy so much fun!

It is about time I post about new happenings in my life. The kids are both sleeping, which is a rarety since Landen has decided to stop taking naps. But today he fell asleep on the couch. So I have a few minutes of free time at the computer without kids climbing all over my lap. By the way I am going to be writing in detail a lot for journaling purposes so you can just skip all of this if you want.

This pregnancy is throwing me through the loop. I have been terribly sick with this child. I am pretty sure it's a boy. I was this sick with Landen too. As you know from my earlier post that I was sick at Christmas time. Well the following week, I ran out of medicine. I couldn't get anymore till my next Dr. appt which wasn't going to be for another week. I was doing ok for a few days.
Then on January 5th, I began my wonderful day by throwing up and from there on I couldn't stop. I barely made it through preschool. The following day I woke up and told Byron he had to drop me off at Urgent Care. I was not about to go another day of throwing up and tearing my throat apart. Believe me it is pure agony. So I got some relief at the Urgent Care. Yeah. Straight from there I had my Dr. appointment. I was still so very dehydrated that my Dr. ordered some IV home therapy(not sure of the technical name.) So a nurse came to my house on Friday and hooked me up to a wonderful IV and a pump that will continuously pump nausea medication into my belly. However, this pump I have to change the insertion site every two days. Meaning stick a needle into my belly. Even now, it still takes me a while to get the nerve up to stick me. Sometimes it hurst and sometimes it doesn't. Now I totally feel for my brothers who have diabetes. They have to do this several times a day for the rest of their lives. NO FUN!!! So I was hooked up to the IV for four days. I couldn't do much. Luckily I have people who love me and take care of me. Friday night, shortly after Byron had left to go to work, I just couldn't take care of my kids with one hand. I called my sister Sherry and as soon as she answered I just started bawling. So my sweet sister came over to help me feed my kids and get them into bed. i am so grateful I have a sister that loves me and lives so close to me to help me out. When Byron got off work, he picked his mom and sister up(this was at like midnight, so I know they were tired.) They spent all day at my house caring for my kids, me, and cleaning my house, which was in desperate need of attention since I had been sick for the past couple of days. I felt bad that they had to clean my yucky house, but it really needed it and there was NO way I was going to be able to do it. Then my in laws ended up taking the kids for the night and all of Sunday. That was really nice. I was actually kinda lonely without my kids. I missed them terribly and they had only been gone five minutes. I almost started crying, but I told myself you were being silly and you needed them to be away for awhile. Again, what would I do without wonderful inlaws who take such good care of me and my kids.
Monday, Byron was home for a while and then that night my mom came into town. I was able to take my IV out that night so that freed up my hand a lot.
Tuesday, I did preschool, went to get an ultrasound, and then to Walmart. After that I was exhausted! I started feeling a little sick again. I had just done too much in one day after being home bound to my chair for so long. Tuesday was also Byron's birthday. I felt bad I didnt' get to do anything nice for him. We couldn't even go to dinner since I was on a limited diet. I had remembered that he had told me a long time ago that all he wanted for his birthday was a Dairy Queen ice cream cake. So I ordered his favorite, reeses. I had my mom pick it up for me. We had his brother and sister in law come over to eat it with him now that they are living out our way.
So I am doing better now. This pump is working wonders for me. I still throw up everyonce in a while in the morning or at night, especially when I brush my teeth. I am getting sick of poking my self all the time. My belly now has all these little red knots all over it, but it's all worth it just to not be throwing up. I have another Dr. appt on the 3rd, and then I can schedule for my ultrasound to find out if this baby really is a boy or a girl.

This is where I sat for 4 days. Lovely, huh.
My nausea pump.
My fluids.
My iv in my hand. Not a very comfortable spot. But better than other spots I guess.