Weight loss not always a good thing - Week 10

Approaching every new week was very exciting 12 weeks felt close but the constant morning sickness still made it feel like it was a life time away. It still hadn't eased and I was beginning to become down in the dumps about being pregnant, in my eyes so far I could see no positives. Don't get me wrong I was not regretting the pregnancy or hating on my unborn children I was just so over being constantly ill that I was a little depressed about the whole thing. Kane was a really good support and I am very lucky that we can talk openly to each other about these things, he would kindly remind me that things will look up soon and even though its hard we get the best gift in the end.

I knew the morning sickness was really hitting me hard as the scales had told me I had lost 2kg in the last couple of days, with the endless nausea and vomiting I was not completly surprised. At work I was finding it really difficult as the vomiting did not stop here either, after becoming very weak and barely walking I was told to call the doctor to get an appt straight away. I did as I was told as I knew it wasnt a good sign to be losing weight for the sake of my babies. I got to the doctors and she check blood pressure and weight etc and could tell I was struggling physically and emotionally. As I was still so early on in the pregnancy she thought an emergency scan was in order just to check the babies growth and my biggest fear if they were all still alive. After calling Kane in tears due to the worry about the babies wondering if I was doing enough, should I be drinking more or resting more I was eager to see them on the screen so I knew they were alright. He met me at home before the scan I could tell he too was as worried as me but trying to keep that brave face.

                   Kane's voice: "Aside from being broke with the ongoing layby bill to pay for all the major things a baby requires (x3) , i was crossing my fingers as the 12 week mark (supposed safe period ) was approaching that things would be ok and all babies would be fit and healthy . Like ange when we first found out I thought that it might not be a bad thing if one or two passed on to make things easier for us but after a couple of days I was attached to having all 3 . I was getting used to seeing ange with her head in the toilet every day before work it usually started with a cough and she was off to the toilet, I felt sorry for her as the ginger nuts I was delivering her before work weren't really helping . I think it was around week 10 when I got a phone call from ange to say she was quite sick at work and worried about the babies , so I left work for the day as she was sent for an emergency scan , it was a long train ride home thinking about the what if's."

As soon as the scan started I could see the three babies moving around having fun it seemed, the look on Kane's face was just priceless. He was staring at the screen watching his three little bubba's move around with the biggest smile I have ever seen. From that moment on I knew that I wanted nothing more than these three little beans to be safe and to grow up to be healthy and strong little fighters.

I was put on three days bed rest to try and hydrate my body and to rest. These days were spent sleeping, eating, watching TV and vomiting. I was given Maxalon (an anti-nausea drug) to try and help keep things down so I could try to start putting on weight. The only problem was trying to keep down the tablet as this would often just come up as soon as I had swallowed it.

The start of my growing belly at 10 weeks

              

Pregnancy Symptoms: Growing breast (now wearing maternity bras as my underwire bras were leaving deep red mark), and of course constant vomiting and nausea...