So my BP spiked up yesterday after a 2nd night in a row of 3 hours of sleep, week 2 of my two year old testing her voice (it is loud, shrill, and whiny if anyone was wondering), and her strength (she hits rather well) and words ("shut up mom!" I would LOVE to know where she learned THAT one). Then hubby told me he may have to fly to the other side of the country for 5 days at the end of December, I am due Dec 27th. Needless to say my BP was elevated. 142/90 at the midwife's office, 130/86 at home, but only after 2 hours on my side. My midwife had me come in for Pre-E bloodwork, which was all fine, I am just hypertensive. She's calling her OB she consults with today and I am REALLY hoping I am not risked out, because it would mean seeing the OB 26 miles of heavy traffic away, fighting with the OB, and the hospital the whole time. Something I just do not have the strength for a 3rd time, especially with one beautiful, simple, homebirth under my belt, not to mention all the money I have invested in birth supplies, and time I have invested in fighting with my insurance to cover this.
I wish I could pull myself out of this funk. I am moody with my kids, I don't feel like eating, anyone touching me makes me want to crawl out of my skin, and I feel like I am getting a cold on top of all this. I am now remembering WHY I said I wanted my last pregnancy to be my last, I forgot how stressful pregnancy is and how hormones make everything feel like the end of the world.