Well... I made it past the twelve week mark. Little baby continues to grow and make mommy so, so sick. I am definitely NOT a high-risk pregnancy, but I sure do have morning sickness pretty bad... which leaves me completely exhausted and hungry almost all of the time.
There have been very few days since this started that I have not lost at least one or two meals. My nurse midwife had some advice, eat more protein and try sucking on oranges. Yeah... Well, we tried that. It didn't work. I can't keep vitamins down and I've been advised by several people I respect to not take them until I feel better.
It was an amazing experience a couple of weeks ago to see little baby squirming and wiggling during our mini ultrasound session. The whole appointment went really well. I didn't even cry when they took my blood ;) I think we didn't hold the typical first-time parents appearance though... we didn't bring anything to record our first experience of hearing the baby's heartbeat. Nor did we cry. I think it felt kind of like our wedding... I was just happy; why would I cry? But I know that it's sort of expected. Oh well...
I have cried watching Judge Judy or while puking my guts up or seeing a baby... But I think that all has to do with the crazy hormonal changes going on in my body. It's not the normal Rebecca!! It does make me wonder if I'll cry when I see my little baby in September. Hmmm...
Speaking of September... I had a fun experience at the birthing center trying to explain that I wasn't due in August. I detest the little dr's due date predictor circle thingy - I can't think of what it's called. According to that my due date would be August 17th. But that is predicted assuming that every woman has a 28-30 day cycle, which I don't (sorry, TMI). I KNOW when this child was conceived and the only way it will come in August is if it's early.
I tried to explain this to the nurses. I think they just blew it over as "she's a first time mother; she doesn't know." They gave several explanations for why I was probably "off". That lasted all of maybe 20 minutes until they measured the baby - and it was EXACTLY where I had predicted it would be - 10 days 3 days instead of 12 weeks 6 days. I have to admit I felt better. ;-) I just don't like people treating me like I don't know what I'm talking about. *sigh* I'm feeling my crazy hormones kicking in... All that said, the midwives were EXTREMELY nice to me and Nick! I'm looking forward to meeting the next midwife sometime next month.
Well, it's that time of day where I feel like I just took an overdose of benadryl. Time for a rest...
Next time I'll try to post pictures of my not-growing-very-fast baby bump. For now, it just looks like I ate too much (which is definitely NOT the case! haha).
Toot-a-loo
2 comments:
I didn't cry either. Like you, I just feel happy whenever I get to see an ultrasound of the baby.
Strangely enough, I didn't cry either...it's just such a happy moment every time you see or hear that precious little thing! I think you'll cry at the birth though :) And you're referring to "the wheel," as they call it...I outsmarted it at my first appt with Lydia too :)
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