As the first trimester comes to a close, I am grateful to have it behind me! Having ones body hijacked by a nauseous, starving, sleep deprived little creature, is an adventure to say the lease. One through which, I have managed to taste nearly every kind of freezer dinner, have watched about a year’s worth of tv and movies in 2 months, neglect my usually tidy home, have fallen asleep 1-3 times each day without any calculated attempt at napping.
The Best Part
In the end we will have a very own little person. …we don’t have to give back to anyone else!!!!!
The Worst Part
The only signs of baby is waking up and going to sleep each night on the verge of vomiting! No visible baby bump!! No exciting little flutters or kicks!!! If it weren’t for OB/GYN visits, I wouldn’t be certain there was life growing in there at all!!!!
13 Week OB/GYN Visit
The highlight of my visit was hearing baby’s heart beat. Baby was hard to find. We would catch faint sounds of the heart beat and then it would disappear. Then, we would find faint sounds someplace else. The stinking kid is already playing hide-and-seek! Finally, the doctor cornered the little critter near my pelvis. The heart beat itself was about twice as fast as mine.
Again, the doctor reminded me that it is normal to feel awful during the first trimester, and that the symptom would be subsiding in the next week or so.
One/Third of the Way There!
It feels good to think of myself as 3 months pregnant! Counting weeks on at a time makes it feel like time is dragging on… and one.
Over the past month and a half, nausea (which can’t be help with any amount of tasteless cracker munching or ginger ale consumption), heart burn, and reoccurring diarrhea have gotten more sever each week. This is the first week where at least the nausea seems to be easing up. Also, instead of taking a dose of Imodium every 2 or 3 days, the doctor suggested taking Metamucil to help with the wet stool. I took some for the first time this morning. I hope it works, because it would be a shame to drink chalky orange goo water for no reason!
Also, yesterday is the first day in nearly a month where I haven’t taken a nap, voluntarily or otherwise:)
I love that I can whine and complain to my husband as much as I want about being pregnant and it doesn’t effect his mood. We joke that I am sleeping, eating, getting sick, and whining for two! …which means I need sympathy, cuddles, and attention for two as:)
Only 6 more months to go, and each day is a new adventure!