The Problems begin

On Sunday July 18th after the camping trip I started feeling pain in my stomach.  I had a hernia when I was pregnant with Robbie and was worried that it was happening again. I made it to work on Monday and Tuesday but by Tuesday night the pain was unbearable. I went to the hospital and had my first ultrasound.  The baby was fine but I could not eat any food. It was happening again.  when I became pregnant with Robbie my intestines twisted and herniated making it impossible to eat.  I went weeks without eating solid food.  Since I was still in my first trimester nothing could be done to repair the hernia until I was out of the first trimester. Now it was happening again only this time the pain was so much worse.  I lost weight and was in and out of the hospital for the next month. Finally in August the surgery could be done to repair the hernia. I was down about 15lbs and needed to get some weight back on.  After the surgery I still had pain and ended up back in the hospital again. My mom came up from Florida to help take care of me and Robbie.  I had to get a PIC line put into the vein in my arm that I would hook up to a bag that would provide nutrients to my body. I had the PIC line for almost 2 weeks until I was able to start eating again.  I could finally start feeding my baby! While my Mom was up I had another Ultra Sound and she got her first view of her 5th grandchild.  

I didn't worry too much about what the surgery would do to the baby because I had had it done before while I was pregnant with Robbie and he was perfect.  I was however petrified to do anything for the next 6 months in fear of anything happening.  I had had my placenta partially abrupt with Robbie at 28 weeks and was placed on bed rest for the rest of the pregnancy.  I didn't want the same things to happen so I took it easy.  I went to work and came home, that was about the extent of what I would do as far as exerting myself.

By October my belly was finally growing and we now know we are having another boy!  My three sons!  Now we start fantasizing about Robbie and his little brother growing up together, playing in the yard. Building tree forts and catching bugs. What a life these boys will have. Our dreams were all coming true.

By Christmas I was very uncomfortable but the dr's all said it was normal. I figured that I was just uncomfortable because this was my 3rd baby and things must be just hanging lower than before.  

On the day before Christmas Eve my other Grandfather passed away from Cancer. I thought it was strange that both my grandfathers have now passed away while I was pregnant.  

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