I guess today’s a good day to make the official announcement.
Xy’s pregnant. She’s almost into the second trimester.
Word sure has gotten around since I made the unofficial non-announcement. People are constantly asking me, “How’s Xy?”
So I will attempt to answer.
Xy’s doing fine. The intense nausea of the first few weeks was pretty bad. It seems to have subsided somewhat.
However, we’re not out of the woods yet. For years Xy has relied on Imitrex (sumatriptan) to combat her migraine headaches, either in pill form or an injectable for really intractable cases. You’re not supposed to take Imitrex when you’re pregnant. Hasn’t been studied sufficiently. When her neurologist found Xy had dosed up on Imitrex four times already, she enrolled her in a study. So there’s one more thing to worry about. The safer and less effective alternative prescribed by the neurologist contains codeine, and codeine induces nausea. So back to square one, except with headaches.
Well, you wanted to know how she was doing, didn’t you? I assume that means you’ll take the bad with the good. Oh, and before you chime in with your wacky New Age migraine cures, I should mention that I’ve been urging Xy to explore alternative therapies for years. She doesn’t listen to me, so why should she listen to you?
Speaking of listening, Xy got to hear the fetal heartbeat last week, which she says was a revelation. Apparently she’d become convinced the baby was dead. You know, from the Imitrex.
The due date is March 8, 2008. Right around the corner. Come to think of it that’s practically tomorrow.
I’m hoping we can have our renovation finished by Christmas. Then we can panic about impending parenthood full time.