Oh For Pete's Sake!

I switched over to Feedly and became a moron.  I would check it on my phone, and couldn't for the life of me figure out why I wasn't getting new posts.  I would click on "all" and it would always be the same posts.  Turns out that "all" is still sorted by topics and it was just that blogs in my "adoption" folder hadn't been updating.  So, I apologize for my lack of commenting - I still have no idea what's going on in your lives.  I will catch up right after I post this nonsense.

Let me begin the nonsense by saying that I do understand how completely blessed we are.  Our little Hapa seems to be doing great.  She always measures right on the dot.  Her heart rate is perfect, and she has all of her parts in the appropriate location and number.  My immune system, on the other hand, sucks at being pregnant.  

Since I hit the second trimester, I have had two UTIs, a colposcopy because of the sudden appearance of high risk HPV, and my asthma has flared up (it had been so long since I'd had an asthma issue that I didn't even have an active inhaler prescription anymore).  Today I was sure I was going in with no issues.  I was happily sitting on the table, telling the OB I had just met that I was feeling so great.  Then, just before she left I remembered that I needed to show her the sore that I had gotten from my sports bra.  That silly over-protective husband of mine wanted me to bring it up. Well, silly over-protective husband is wiser than I thought.  It wasn't a sore.  I FUCKING HAVE SHINGLES!  

Apparently this is rare in pregnancy.  Lucky me.  I have two areas of blister "chunks" and she could see more forming.  I'm on Valtrex so hopefully that will keep new ones from forming.  Chipmunk is fine and it shouldn't affect her at all.  I'm in some pain, but it's tolerable right now - except for a bra.  They are right where my bra strap hits (which it why I thought it was chub rub from my bra and not FUCKING SHINGLES).  I'm going to try to figure out how I can get by without wearing one because I just can't handle it.  I can work, I just can't see the little bitties who haven't been vaccinated yet.

The OB was playfully teasing me about all the random crap that has snuck up on me during pregnancy.  I said, "Well what other dormant viruses can I have pop back up?"  She said, "Shhh!  Don't say that out loud!" Truth is it does scare me.  I had a REALLY bad case of mono in high school.  Epstein Barr would not be a fun thing to see rear it's ugly head right now.

Like I said, I'm all too well aware of the horrible things that could be going on.  I know that we are so super lucky to have a healthy baby thriving and that anything that has happened to me has been benign as far as she's concerned.  But it's like I told J, "Why couldn't I be one of those people who had a happy-go-lucky pregnancy?"  His reply? "Because people who have happy-go-lucky pregnancies don't walk the kind of roads we walk."

Ah, my wise, over-protective husband.  I'm incredibly lucky to have him too.