Whoop there she is...

Have you ever heard the expression “damned if you do, and damned if you don’t”?  Well, I decided it fits my life perfectly.  Like to a “T” perfectly.  Okay, I’ll explain. 

We must backtrack first.  When I was pregnant with Ford it was pretty much an easy ride.  Smooth sailing if you will.  I took the high dollar prescription prenatal vitamins and felt relatively good all 9 months.  Fast forward to my pregnancy with Bitty and the fancy prenatals made me want to jump off a cliff.  Literally, it was B-A-D!  I was sick as a dawg.  I never threw up, but I might as well have been on my death bed.  After several weeks it occurred to me that the prescription prenatals were more than I could handle, so I switched to none other than a Flinstone and folic acid pill.  Things turned sunny very quickly.

Now here we are with my last pregnancy (yes, I am sorry to upset anyone, but this won’t happen again), and I've felt crappy.  I have.  Sorry to complain, but I’m just keeping it real.  This is my blog so I get to choose what I write about.  Last week I decided I had low iron.  After talking to a friend and googling side effects of low iron I was convinced that is what I had.  Low Iron.  I went to the OBGYN to have my “iron” tested on Friday.  Monday morning the nurse called me to say my “thyroid” was normal.  Well, HOT DOG!!!  I’m glad it’s normal, because I was worried about my iron.  She was a tad bit shocked and asked if I could come back in to the office.  I declined her offer since I live an hour away and it’s not exactly convenient to pawn my kids off on people and journey up there.  You get my drift!!???

Well, I decided to…. Are you ready…. To take matters into my own hand and... .try prescription prentals again.  Now this was totally scary, because as I mentioned earlier I wanted to jump off a cliff when I took them while preggo with John Brantley.  I decided to be brave.  Based on my self-diagnosed symptoms (Trey said I love to self-diagnose myself) I have low iron, and I didn't think my Flintstone and folic acid were cutting it.  So here we are on Day 2 of RX prenatals and I haven’t contemplated a cliff yet.  I actually might feel better!!!  I haven’t had the killer headaches and I am not “as” tired.  Still tired… but I can hold my eyes open.  So, in conclusion, things might be looking bright my way.  I sure hope so because on Saturday I will be 16 weeks and I need to feel like “Jill” again.

Whoop there she is….