Friday, October 8, 2010

Monday, June 21, 2010

10 weeks

How far along? 10 weeks
Weight gain/loss: None at my last appt. We shall see though.
Maternity clothes? No, but I can't wear my jeans at all anymore.
Stretch marks? No
Sleep? I'm sleeping well, but it is next to impossible to get up in the morning.
Best moment this week? Hearing Ben say "my wife is pregnant" for the first time :)
Food cravings: grapefruit, subway
Gender: No clue, but Ben keeps saying She now.
Belly button in or out? In
Movement? Nope
What I miss? enjoying food
What I'm looking forward to: telling everyone after our 12 week appt.

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

The waiting game.

That has been my life for about a year now. It all started with TTC. I was waiting to ovulate, waiting to test, waiting for AF, waiting for my OPK's and HPTs and pre-seed to come in the mail, waiting for CD1 to hurry up so that I could start waiting all over again. And then the magical BFP comes. And an all new waiting game begins. Waiting for to get passed the 4-6 week mark when chemical pregnancies are so common, waiting to get further than I did with my last pregnancy, waiting for betas, waiting for the first ultrasound, waiting for the next appointment to hear the beautiful heartbeat again, waiting to find out the sex, waiting to hold your baby. But there it is. It's all for that last wonderful moment when you meet your baby for the first time. And it will all be worth it.

Monday, June 14, 2010

I never talked about my first appt :)

Our first doctor's appt was a week ago at 8 weeks. It was the best day of my life. Ben came with me, of course, not only because he wanted to see our little baby, but because I was a nervous wreck and never could have done it without him! I guess it was pretty standard as far as first appointments go. They took my medical history, and did a swab test. So Ben got to see how uncomfortable a vaginal speculum is! (Not up close and personal, but he could tell I wasn't enjoying it, lol.) Then the doctor took us back for the transvaginal ultrasound. I was so nervous. Those few seconds where he is looking for the baby seemed like an eternity. But there it was. Beautiful with a strong heartbeat. It brought tears to my eyes and I actually exhaled loudly. I didn't realize I had been holding my breath. He measured the baby and said I was 8 weeks, which is spot on from what my chart said. So he printed some beautiful pics and sent me off to the lab to get 6 vials of blood taken. (Ouch.) And now I just have to wait until July 5th when I get to hear the heartbeat again. I can't wait.

9 weeks!

How far along? 9 weeks
Weight gain/loss: none so dar
Maternity clothes? No, but I reeeeealllly need to invest in a Bella Band
Stretch marks? No
Sleep? I'm sleeping well, although I have to get up to pee a bunch. And I wake up crazy early and can't go back to sleep, which sucks.
Best moment this week? Seeing the baby and the heartbeat!
Food cravings: picles, jello.
Gender: I call the baby "she" but when I think about the baby, I picture a boy.
Belly button in or out? In
Movement? Nope
What I miss? not having headaches every day.
What I'm looking forward to: telling everyone.

Thursday, June 3, 2010

8 weeks

How far along? 8 weeks
Weight gain/loss: TBD
Maternity clothes? No, but I definitely can't wear my jeans anymore.
Stretch marks? No
Sleep? I'm sleeping well, although I have to get up to pee a bunch.And I have dreams where I am constantly peeing.
Best moment this week? Realizing that I can handle this m/s
Food cravings: milkshakes, french fries, watermelon
Gender: I called the baby "she" the other day on accident.Intuition? Who knows
Belly button in or out? In
Movement? Nope
What I miss? looking forward to meals. Eating kind of sucks these days.
What I'm looking forward to: hearing the heartbeat on Monday!!
Weekly wisdom: - I am doing everything in my power to make sure this baby is healthy.

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Puking at work

It reeeeeeeaaaaallly sucks. Mostly because our bathroom is shared with other businesses on our floor and to be honest it's not as clean as I would like it to be. So vomiting in a less than sterile environment really blows. Not to mention,I just had to tell a stranger I was pregnant because she was seriously concerned in the stall next to me. Ugh. I think I deserve a milkshake ans french fries for lunch.