Unease

Okay...so...remember the other day (Monday) when I was happily raving about how well this pregnancy is going? Well, you can scratch that. Not that things are bad per se, I'm just beggining to worry. Why, you ask? Yesterday afternoon I noticed some slight swelling in my ankles. When Jason got home he confirmed it (and sweetly massaged them!). Now, I know many many pregnant women experience ankle swelling in pregnancy. I know this. However, last time the swelling marked the beginning of the end so you can see where it has me more than a teeny bit worried, can't you? Another part of this that has me fretting is that it's 2 weeks after the swelling started last time (25-26 weeks last time, 27-28 this time). I doubt if everyone remembers, but that perinatologist woman we saw said that I've got a good chance at developing "mere" preeclampsia again simply because I had HELLP syndrome last time and that women with my history and the treatments we're doing often only get to 2 weeks further along in their pregnancies. See where I'm going with that? Here's the other part that had me unable to sleep at bedtime: last night I also started experiencing this "fullness" in my head. The way I described it to Jason was, "You know how your head feels when you've been running on a hot day?" When your face is beet red and you can feeling your pulse throbbing in your ears? Well, that's how this feels which makes me think of swelling. Not only think of swelling but it's eerily reminiscent of how my head felt at the end of my last pregnancy but I didn't realize it until I felt it again last night. Anyhoo...I know none of this really means anything necessarily. This could all continue just fine, I'm just a worrier by nature and I like to share that with/force that on all of you. :) Keep praying is really all I can say.

Anyway, I finally get to sleep last night despite the worrying and our little guy decides to call for me at 4:30 in the morning. Lovely. I didn't go in as he wasn't sounding desperate, just awake. He stayed awake (and therefore I did too) until at least 5:15 then went back to sleep but was up for the day just after 7. I went in to fetch him this morning and on my way found that Blitz had yakked (he'd been doing so well), then I walk in to find Easton with blood crusted on his face and sheet from a spontaneous bloody nose (could that have been why he was calling for me? Oops!). Plus, Easton was in a yucky mood. Just getting his chocolate treat from his advent calendar was an ordeal, the stinker pie:


Eventually he came around. We're certain now that he's teething (perhaps this explains the drastic mood swings?). He's frequently seen gnawing on his wrists which is weird because he is soooo past the "put-things-in-his-mouth" stage. He sleeps more restlessly too. The sad part is, when I look in his mouth I can't even see a hint of these 2nd year molars yet. I hope this doesn't last too long for him, especially if they're the reason for his behavior. As a shirt he has says, "Teething bites." A ha ha ha!

Okay, so since I'm sorry for opening this post by being a bit of a downer I'll make it up to you by ending on a lighter note. I had this crazy idea that I could wrap presents with a toddler in the room. It's actually not too bad but he sure likes to "help":
Climbing in the wrapping paper tote after I told him not to:

Sitting in the empty Amazon.com box (this was actually where I preferred him to be but he didn't stay long):

And, taking some artistic license when it came to adorning Auntie Jesh's present, "Hope she likes bows..."

I was brave enough to put two gifts under the tree "just to see". So far so good, he hasn't gone near 'em. Maybe we'll put out more soon?

Okay, well, I guess that's all for today. Tomorrow we have plans to take Easton to his first movie: Toot and Puddles: I'll Be Home for Christmas. My Gym (where we take Gymsters) is part of some special promotion that is doing a free family screening of the flick. It's short and it's free so we thought we'd give it a go. Just hope it's not too crowded...wish us luck!