It has been months since my last posting. I'm back in Jakarta hibernating and semi-working for my pregnancy.
We had been trying to get pregnant for a year and I'm thankful that we are now expecting! Still remember the days that I get extremely disappointed whenever I had my period, to a point that I had depression.
For the early weeks of pregnancy, we tried hard not to let our happy news leak out as we know the risks of losing the fetus as some of our friends did.
After passing 12 weeks, the supposed safe period to carry the baby, I bled, and both my husband and I tried hard not to show our frantic emotions. It was on Sunday, and none of my doctors (I'm seeing 5 doctors) were practicing other than 1 of them, whom we finally see him at 10pm and we admitted to another hospital closer to my parents home at midnight.
My sister's wedding was two days later, and I was told to be prepared not to attend. After 2 night stay in the hospital with complete bedrest, the doctor told me I'm fine to leave but had to bedrest.
I'm now in 15th week and it still amaze me to hear the baby's heartbeat whenever I visit the clinic for my check-up. I was visiting the doctor every week to check on my condition, which was retroplacental. The bleeding comes from the slight disjointment of the placenta, that could have been very risky if not known earlier.
Although being cooped at home was very boring, I always pray our baby stay safe.
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