
Isaac and I didn't go to church this week so we aren't as dressed up. And poor Isaac's face is so chapped! Also, I hate the fact that the crop of this picture basically hides the disaster of a living room we are standing in. I was totally going to clean up before we took the picture. But then a) I really didn't have the energy and b) I thought it was a pretty accurate picture of our lives right now. The house is in total disarray because I am generally a first trimester pregnant blob.
Top: Kohl's
Scarf: from Africa, a gift from a friend
Jeans: JCPenney (maternity)
How far along: 9 weeks! This week, baby officially loses his embryo title and becomes a fetus. He's developing distinct facial features and his heartbeat might even be strong enough now to be picked up by a doppler.
How big is baby: A green olive
Weight gain/loss: -5 pounds from my starting weight. Surely this has nothing to do with the fact that I'm hurling on the regular.
Stretch marks: Nope.
Sleep: Good, but there is never enough. Even sweet Isaac recognizes this issue. When I'm laying on the couch trying to keep the nausea at bay, he'll often come over, pat my face or arm, and say "You sleep, mama. Sleep."
Diet/Cravings/Aversions: My overall diet is improving weekly, but still not where I'd like it to be. I've had major cravings for protein, as it seems to help with the morning sickness, and it seems everyone around me has been talking about BLT's lately, so I've been eating them almost daily. Definitely cannot eat eggs right now (totally called that one) and sadly, my morning smoothie had to take a temporary hiatus as well.
Exercise: Yes, finally. I actually felt decent enough to go to BodyPump one day this week, plus Isaac and I went on a couple of long walks, so I feel like I wasn't a complete blob. BodyPump nearly killed me, as I hadn't been in two weeks, but it was much needed!
Gender: We'll find out in September.
Movement: No, but all kinds of aches and pains in my uterus right now. I was looking back at my pregnancy posts from Isaac's pregnancy and didn't seem to be complaining about these until about 17 weeks with him, which blows my mind because they've pretty much been happening since week 4 this time around. They've definitely ramped up in the past week, though.
The belly: Very firm and definitely rounding out. Still only noticeable to me, but it's most definitely changing. Some of my jeans don't fit anymore - specifically, the ones that button across my hip line. I actually think I have a tiny bump in my picture this week, but I'm probably the only one who sees it.
What I'm spazzing about: Ahem. This is going to get long...
I hate to even write this because I don't want to complain, but I'm spazzing about how sick I've been and the thought that it could go on for another 6+ weeks. I was sick until 15 or 16 weeks with Isaac, so I'm anticipating being sick at least that long this time, if not longer, since everything seems to be ramped up this time. And I remember when morning sickness didn't go away at 12 weeks the last time that I started freaking out thinking, "what if I'm one of those people who are sick the entire time they're pregnant?!" and I'm already starting to have those same thoughts this time.
On top of that, up until this point, I've taken the morning sickness as the sign of a healthy pregnancy, since it seems to be the case in my personal experience (sick with Isaac, not sick with the last baby). But it seems like in this past week, I've heard story after story of women being sick in the first trimester and them miscarrying, which has not at all put my mind at ease. I hate to even say this, but I am more than ready to fast forward to two weeks when I have an appointment with my midwife and should hear the heartbeat on the doppler.
Speaking of the doppler, let's add a little more spazzing here. So, I bought a doppler. I am seriously cringing at myself for even typing that out because I hate that I'm that crazy pregnant lady. It came maybe a week and a half ago and I've already tried it several times. Yes that's totally stupid, considering I'm just now 9 weeks, but I couldn't help myself. The first couple of times I wasn't worried at all because I knew how early it was, but now that I'm 9 weeks, I feel like I should be hearing the heartbeat and I'm not. No, this doesn't make logical sense, considering many don't hear it until 12 weeks, but I'm not exactly a ball of logic right now.
Also, not exactly a spaz, but a totally weird thing about the doppler...I'm about 90% sure I can hear the placenta. Based on what I've seen on YouTube (totally reliable, obviously), I can find the artery that runs through the pelvic region and I can find the placenta. I was a little surprised that I was hearing the placenta already, though, which kinda makes me doubt my diagnosis. Also, the fact that I can hear it SO clearly makes me wonder if it's anterior again (like it was with Isaac). I've found conflicting info on when exactly the placenta attaches to the uterine wall, so I'm not sure the current location holds any permanent value, but I did find out that an anterior placenta makes it harder to hear the baby's heart tones on a doppler, which stresses me out, because I want to hear them already, darn it!!
And one last insight into the crazy brain of someone pregnant after a loss...so, I had a ton of pregnancy tests left over and I peed on every single one of them the first two weeks after getting my BFP just to make sure that they got darker every day. They did. I eventually ran out and hadn't tested in a few weeks but I randomly got the urge to test again this week. I didn't have any pregnancy tests but I do have whole heck of a lot of ovulation predictor tests. Well, random thing about OPK's - when you are pregnant, they test positive. They aren't as accurate as home pregnancy tests, but they can get the job done in a cinch. So I thought, OK, I'll just use one of those! Before I even tested, I prepped myself for the line to not be super dark. As you progress in pregnancy, your HCG (the pregnancy hormone that pregnancy tests test for) gets higher and higher, and eventually gets so high that the test has a hard time registering it, so it doesn't get as dark as it once was. So I prepared myself to NOT freak out if the line wasn't blindingly dark. I take the test - and man, I have never seen a test line pop up so quickly and so be so darn dark. I mean, it was literally at least three times as dark as the control line. So at first, I'm all "woohoo, that's awesome!!" But not two seconds later, I start spazzing. "wait...I'm 8 weeks...shouldn't I have enough HCG in my system that the test isn't that dark?" And then I seriously start having a mini panic attack in the shower because the line was so dark. And you guys. IT WASN'T EVEN A PREGNANCY TEST!! It was a flipping OPK, and I was STILL freaking out about it. Basically, moral of the story - there was no winning that one. Light test line - I freak out. Dark test line - I freak out. So stupid.
What I'm loving: Days I don't feel like I'm dying. :) Symptoms: Exhaustion, morning sickness, super sense of smell, and heartburn (already?! ack!).
What's different this time: The fact that morning sickness is accompanied by me regularly throwing up is definitely different. With Isaac, I was nauseous all day but I only threw up one time the entire 10 weeks I was sick. This time, I seem to be throwing up every other day, although on bad days, it's as often as 3 times a day. One totally random thing I worried about was how Isaac would react to me throwing up. He tends to be very protective of me and any time he sees me doing something that is unfamiliar to him, he gets a bit leery. But wouldn't you know, he thinks throwing up is hilarious. Not only that, but he calls it pooping, haha.
Also, the heightened sense of smell is new. I definitely didn't have that with my pregnancy with Isaac. And this is so so sad, but the way Isaac smells totally triggers my gag reflex. He has the sweetest little boy smell, but right now it seems so overly sweet that it grosses me out. :(
What I'm looking forward to: Not being sick. Yes, I realize this entire week's post revolves around me having morning sickness, but it seems to be ruling my life right now, so it's an accurate portrayal. Best moment of the week: While this won't be nearly as funny to you as it was to me, I need to record this one of the history books: one time when I ran to the bathroom to hurl, Isaac stayed behind in the living room. When I came out about 5 minutes later, he had found his markers, taken them out, and colored all over his legs. I immediately started laughing because it was such a classic moment. Little guy always knows how to give me a laugh. :)
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