We have made it to 18 weeks! Each week is a new accomplishment in my life after suffering miscarriages. No huge changes this week besides my increased hormones making me want to cry all the time. I don’t think I have ever been so damn sensitive in my life!
According to the apps, Evelynne is the size of a Sweet Potato, a croissant, a sling shot and a sugar glider (the picture looks like a brown squirrel). I am definitely getting bigger by the day which means I have had to buy new clothes. On a bright note, the size Large jeans that I got are actually to big on me!!
With fair week and my birthday, it was hard to stay on complete bed rest but I made sure to sit as much as possible when I was out. I am feeling a major difference in my body when I rest compared to when I am active and it is not good. Another thing that went out the window this week was eating healthy…. I craved fried foods (2am NEED for pulled pork and pickles!) and pie. One odd thing that I have craved is more vegetables including salads. I was good at my birthday lunch and got the salad bar as one of my sides because I want dark lettuce, croutons and beets. Yes these combos are weird!
Update on the insurance sage…. I was able to obtain new health insurance for a hefty rate! Now for the bad news…. both my OB and high risk doctors are covered BUT the hospital is not! FML! Well things will change once we move across the river to PA but now I feel like we are in a time crunch to get a place and it might not be a place that is the right fit for us for a whole year. Which can I just say that I am beginning to LOATHE the office girl at my OB’s office! She has become such a bitch with all of this insurance stuff and if I didn’t LOVE my OB I would switch doctors asap.
Next week will come with a lengthy update because I see both doctors on Wednesday and will find out if I am on bed rest for the remainder of my pregnancy.
As if this pregnancy hasn’t been hard enough to deal with, but each day has brought something new to stress about which living in good ole America means…. money or lack there of. A woman going through a pregnancy is told to keep her stress level to a minimum for the health of herself and the baby but add a high risk, possible pre-term labor pregnancy and you are told do not be stressed out at all! Oh how I wish life was that easy!
Since June, the stressors have been hitting me left and right with each one having a bigger impact than the last. In June, while I was on my one and only girls trip to Las Vegas (planned nearly a year in advance and the thought of a baby was not even in existence), I receive a frantic phone call from my boyfriend that someone is trying to change the locks on our house! WTF!! After calming him down, making several pissed off phone calls to my landlord and trying not to ruin my trip, I find out that the house we have been renting was foreclosed on and my landlord never told the bank he was renting it so the bank was coming to seize the property! So my landlord had to email me a letter stating we were renting the property because he had not updated my lease which was asked multiple times since November. One crisis diverted…. onto the next one!
Jump to a couple of weeks ago when I get notice in the mail that my insurance did not cover a single one of my baby appointments because they cancelled my insurance. WTF!! Now I am hormonal and dealing with a crisis so I automatically start crying and freaking out at the same time. I call the insurance company, who first tells me that they cancelled the insurance and reactivated it to May because they didn’t receive my premium for May. Mind you they accepted my payment for June and July and never said a single word in 2 months about May until they cancelled the policy. I am frantic on the phone with them who connects me with the company that I bought my policy from and tells me just pay them and then we can reinstate it. Well this company tells me NO! When the policy is cancelled it is cancelled sorry and hangs up. So I call the insurance company back…. now I am told that I cannot receive insurance in the good ole USA until open enrollment in November or have a life changing event. The girl goes on to tell me that if I have the baby early then I can get coverage….. I am 14 weeks (at that point) I cannot have my baby for months you crazy bitch! So now I am really flipping the hell out and all my boyfriend can say is “we will figure it out”. Well now the doctor’s office is calling me about why everything is getting kicked back from my insurance including the progesterone shots that I desperately need to start next week. Thankfully the nurse called the manufacture and was able to get me a charity set of shots until I can “sort out my insurance”. Though I do need to pay for the visits which means $250 every 2 weeks for the ultrasound that the doctor needs and I am not sure what the nurse visits will cost. Well to sort out my insurance I would need to either quit my job, claim self employed under my business and pay $500 a month which I do not have OR marry my boyfriend which will never happen as he made very clear to me (another blog post for the future). So for right now I am stuck in a rut with this stressor.
Yesterday, I find out that the house we are still living in is now being auctioned by Auction.com on August 1st…. WT double F!!!! So after some research, I find out that once the house is sold through this site we will have 1 of 2 options, receive a 90 day eviction notice or have our lease changed which means an increase in rent! FML!! I can barely afford the bills that we have because I am down to working only 4 days a week and should be on bed rest. Now I am trying to figure out how we are coming up with the money to move into a new place plus find a new place and keep current on the bills that we do have.
A new Day…. A new Stessor! Now to look at the upside of things… 1.I do still have a place to live in, even if it is for 90 days 2. My baby is receiving care because of a very caring nurse. 3. I have a business that I can restart to make money while I make my game plan 4. I have a house full of stuff to sell on the Facebook yard sale groups to help raise money for my moving and medical expense. 5. I am 16 weeks today and Baby Evelynne is the size of an Avocado!!