First Appointment

Way behind on this post, but a busy week and I developed a nasty little cold mid-week that's sort of knocked me off my feet.

Our first appointment was last Monday, at 8wks, 1d. And it couldn't have gone any better.

This was my first time seeing this doctor, on a recommendation from a good friend, and I could not be happier with my choice. She's super calming and understanding. And The Hubby really liked her, so I'm so glad I picked her.

I will admit to be just as nervous and terrified for this appointment as I was excited.

I was hoping for a sonogram, but with that comes anxiety. What if we don't see what we should be seeing? What if these last 4 weeks were all I got?

As you can see, that was so not the case.

One beautiful baby. And one beautifully beating heart.

I still don't even have words for that feeling, the moment we saw that image.

Tears. Lots of tears.

Then, some added fun and laughs.

It's too hard to see in the picture up there, but baby was not quite measuring right. Dr. B did a double check on the information I had already given her. I was supposed to be 8wks 1d. And I have NO reason to doubt that. Despite not charting that cycle, I know from nearly two years of charting what my O date was within a day or two. Personally, I thought I was more along the lines of 8wks 3d, but was choosing to stay with the former.

Yeah, baby was measuring 8wks 6d. SIX!! DAYS!!

Since I know there is no possible way I'm almost a week ahead, Dr. B decided to leave my due date at November 18.

But, what this potentially means is I'm carrying a somewhat large baby. Yikes!

That's when The Hubby informed he was 9lbs 15oz. at birth. Double yikes!

I'm hoping all evens out in the end.

At any rate, the appointment was a huge success. I go back right at 12 weeks. We will hopefully hear the heartbeat, but Dr. B was quick to tell me that since I have an introverted uterus (which I, of course, knew from my sono at the RE), it was very possible that we still might not hear the heartbeat even at 12 weeks. But, she said if we couldn't hear with the doppler, we'd do another sonogram to see it.

So, now, I'm almost 9 weeks!! Nine weeks!! How did that happen?! (And I do promise a bumpdate this week and some other fun stuff.)

Seven Week Bumpdate

How far along? I can't believe I'm seven weeks!!

Weight gain/loss: No change from last week, which I'm looking at as a good thing!

Workout: Missed three workouts last week - two days of swimming and one BodyPump class. I'm okay with that decision. And I did skip today because I was just too damn tired. Plan for the week is to get my butt in bed on time every night so that I can get my butt out of bed every other day.

Maternity clothes?  Nope. I DID buy a few new tops last week because I didn't really have anything Spring-y to wear. I think I did a good job of buying things I will be able to wear for a little while before I need maternity tops and be able to wear after.

Stretch marks?  Only the already existing ones. Hehe.

Sleep?  Good besides getting up to pee once or twice. Occasionally, I have issues falling back to sleep from the nausea, but mostly, no problems.

Best moment this week?  Finally getting The Hubby to connect the fact that there is a baby coming to the fact that I am pregnant, and what all being pregnant means. Since then, he's been fabulous about paying attention to my needs!

Food cravings:  Still not too much. Mac 'n' cheese. And spaghetti and meatballs - specifically, my stepdad's spaghetti and meatballs. I almost called and asked him to make me some!

Gender:  Too early!

Belly button in or out?  Too early!

Movement?  WAY too early, but I CANNOT WAIT!
What I miss?  Not wanting to eat ALL.THE.TIME.

What I'm looking forward to:  One week until the doctor!! Shockingly, it's almost flown by! But, this week a new book from one of my favorite authors comes out on Tuesday, so that will keep me good a busy (already pre-ordered on my Nook). And the start of the MLB season, which means Opening Day at the Ballpark to see my Texas Rangers raise yet another AL Campionship banner!! It also means only a half day in the office and ballpark nachos!!!

Milestones:  Really, just plain being at 7 weeks. For some reason, it feels all that more real.

Life Savers

Sea bands. The only things remotely saving my sanity.
"Morning" sickness could certainly be worse. I have actually puked three times, but not bad at all. Mostly, it's just been the constant nausea and,  a few times a day, horrible gagging and dry heaving.
I've got crackers. They help some. Ginger Ale has been a surprising hit with my taste buds. I try not to have an empty stomach.
But nausea persisted.
Then, I remembered a friend wearing Sea Bands with her last pregnancy and asked her about them. She still had them in her desk drawer and let me try them.
Oh, the almost instant relief.
Nausea is not completely gone, but they take edge off and let me function a little better.
And they are safe. No meds. Just a button on pressure points - no harm to me or baby.
I've been a bit paranoid about wearing them at work, so visibly. In fact, not 5 minutes after I put them on the first day, I had to come up with a cover story when one of my team members came to my desk and asked about them. (Told her my migraines had been getting bad again and they help with the nausea from them.)
But, the relief I feel is so worth the possibility of being found out.