Around 4 am, I was woken up by intense pain in my stomach, below my belly button....but then I had a horrible bout of diarrhea with it and gas, so maybe that's all that was? We had fast food yesterday that tore me up something fierce, on top of already having a sour stomach.
Either way, I can't do anything about it, except wait. See if I start bleeding in about a week or two. Times like this I wish I had my own ultrasound machine. But, maybe it's all in my head, but my symptoms have lessened. I know that symptoms aren't constant, but this is the first time in 3 weeks that I haven't gagged horribly while changing a poopy diaper!
Some would suggest I go to the emergency room or make an appointment with a doctor, but that's how I found out the first time, through ultrasound. And around this time of the year, too. Needless to say, I'm a little traumatized.
...I'd rather just wait it out, as torturous as that is.
With already having Lycan, I was hoping that I'd be a bit more positive this time around (which I was), because I know that my body's capable of producing a living, healthy, baby. But also, being realistic and in preparation, I was hoping that even if I did miscarry again, it wouldn't be as bad, because I have my son.
This morning, when I saw my little Wolfman, the fear and worries that come with a miscarriage did fade, for the most part. Lycan is my main priority. His smiles, his growth in body and in mind. His laugh. Takes that pain away.
I don't know what it is about this time of the year. I'm hoping that it was nothing and that all is well, but part of me is certain that I lost the embryo last night. I'm just waiting for that blood now.