Week 27 and the start of the third trimester has not been very good for me. It started last Thursday night when I had a bad night’s sleep and woke up feeling rubbish the next day. I had no energy and just kept on coughing and spluttering all the time. I managed to get to work on Friday and put a brave face on it but I was not feeling good. I stayed in on Friday night and had an early night hoping to be better the next day.
On Saturday, I woke up and felt even worse than I had before. I tried to do a few of the jobs I had to do at home but in the end I went back on the sofa and rested. I was taking paracetamol but it was not doing a thing. It was then that I realised I had not felt the baby move very much since Wednesday night. I had been sick quite a bit and I was concerned that I was not getting enough of anything to the baby. I called our local hospital who have a maternity day assessment in a bit of a panic (translated to emotional crying pregnant lady who I do not think made a lot of sense) and was told to come straight in.
We arrived and the first thing they did was check the baby. I was not pregnant enough at the time to be attached to a foetal monitor ( you have to be 28 weeks – I am 28 weeks today) so they had to find the heartbeat with a Doppler device. It took two or three attempts before they found the heartbeat but it was there and it was strong. Baby was fine. A massive weight was lifted of my mind. They checked me over and I was told that I probably had some sort of infection. The midwife’s called a doctor and we waited until one was available to come and see me.
After a little while, a doctor came over to see me and listened to my chest. She thought I had a chest infection and she prescribed some antibiotics to help clear it up. I was also advised to drink lots of water and rest. I spent the rest of the weekend doing this. I still felt awful on Sunday and ended up sleeping lots. I had a day off on Monday anyway so I used this as a duvet day and by Monday afternoon, the antibiotics had kicked in and I started feeling my normal self again. If this had happened and I was not pregnant, I would of just taken some Night Nurse and had a couple of early nights and felt much better. Paracetamol does not cure everything unfortunately.
I am hoping that this is my last illness of the pregnancy. I have 8 weeks left at work until maternity leave starts and I have lots of things to do before I hand over to my cover position. We also have some more sorting/decorating of the house to do before baby arrives so I hope the rest of the third trimester progresses smoothly and I can just get on with things at a slight slower pace than normal. *Fingers Crossed!!*
I hope everyone else who is pregnant at the moment is feeling good and not sick like I was. If you are ill, please say hello and even if you are not ill, please say hello anyway, I would love to meet you 🙂