How far along: 8 weeks. 2 months already!
How big is baby: ½ an inch. The size of a big (juicy) raspberry!
Total weight gain: I have that 4 lb. weight gain this morning when I stepped on the scale at the doctors. But it’s not the babe. Sadly, I’m all blocked up. The ultrasound tech couldn’t see babe because I’m so full of crap (haha). Sorry, TMI. We had to go the other route. The progesterone last week has things running a little slow this week. Great news is that I’ve got the OK to head to the gym so mommas REALLY happy about that. If you take a closer look, I have what looks like a “bump”. No worries though, it’s just my “gas baby”. I bloat from a bite of cereal (because I’m a celiac) so this pregnancy has done no favors for my gut.
Maternity Clothes: Not yet but my jeans are getting tight by the end of the day thanks to the water I’m retaining and gas.
Sleep: What’s that? No, seriously. I am so beyond tired I can’t even think straight. This morning was my breaking point when I woke up at 3am with the worst hunger pangs that would drive a person mad! I forced myself to get up, head to the kitchen and eat a bowl of cereal and banana. Not to mention, I am up every single hour, on the hour peeing. It doesn’t help that my uterus is tilted, because peeing has now become a chore as I lean forward, lean back, lean to the right, lean to the left in order to properly empty my bladder. Then as I stumble back into bed and it takes me about 10 minutes to fall back asleep, and in no more than 50 minutes later, I feel like I’m stuck in a Groundhog’s Day nightmare. 10:38, 11:38, 12:38, 1:30, 2:30, 3:30, etc. Every single hour visiting my dear friend called the toilet.
Best moment of the week: Great news about my blood work from my lady doctor and of course seeing BS’ little heart on the screen, again. AND hearing the ultrasound tech say that babes heart rate increased and is right on schedule with my LMC of 8 weeks, 1 day. 154bpm! Babe just needed a little bit more time to grow. He/she had a growth spurt this week! More great news: finding out a good friend is having a baby girl as well as finding out another friend is pregnant too! So exciting!
Food Cravings: I can only eat what sounds good, which is annoying. Since I’m so used to eating healthy, my body now craves fats, carbs and sugars galore.
Food Aversions: Every time my husband makes coffee I have to hide out in the bedroom. I can’t stand the smell. Although, I’m considering a cup this afternoon to rid me of theses extra pounds and heavy load I’m carrying in my gut.
Symptoms: Still the same with added late night hunger that MUST be fulfilled or I wake up every 10 minutes in pain, feeling like I’m going to die. I’m only satisfied though by organic gluten free peanut butter puffs and almond milk. Something I’d never eat prior to pregnancy. It’s nice to know that my 12-year-old skin is going hand-in-hand with my kid-like food cravings. Skin is getting better though thanks to a product called “Belli” (formulated for pregnant women). Still not very many emotions. Except when I made the mistake of watching some 9/11 special on the Discovery channel. I had to call Bobby expressing to him with tears rolling down my face about how awful I felt about the entire situation. While sobbing saying “I wish I could have helped”. He told me to turn off the TV because it was doing no benefit for me to worry like that. He was right. That was a wise decision. I turned the channel; otherwise, we would have run out of tissue.
Mood: I’m still calm. Happy and excited to see and feel BS grow, grow, grow.
Movement: Nada, unless of course we are counting the gas pains. BS is moving around like crazy, but I won’t feel much until around Christmas time (Merry Christmas to us). Taste buds develop this week, which is pretty cool. This week BS’ primary reproductive organs will either become testes or ovaries. Even though it was determined at conception, the gonads took until now to become one or the other. We won’t know though, until around my 20-week ultrasound if BS is a boy or a girl.
What I’m looking forward to: Finding out the sex of our little bundle of joy.
What I miss: The gym, my energy, my “fit” body and eating healthy. Pretty much, my entire healthy lifestyle. But I have my entire life for that. Baby making is a magical thing and not everyone can be blessed with this opportunity so I wouldn’t give it up for the flattest stomach in the world. Heck, my face can even break out like this with every pregnancy, I don’t care. It’s all about the baby now.