Randomness Thoughts of a Pregnant Woman

I haven’t posted in a few days, so I felt the need to post something.  Anything.  So here I am.

I am now 8 weeks pregnant (it will be 9 this Saturday, but who is counting???)  Wow.  Almost 9 weeks.  My baby is somewhere between the size of a kidney bean and the size of a grape.  It has webbed fingers and toes.  And even though I can’t feel it yet, that little one is moving like crazy in there.  I still don’t feel like I am pregnant – like this miracle growing inside me can’t quite be real and I am dreaming.  I don’t know how long it takes for this feeling to go away.  Perhaps when you start showing?  Perhaps when you actually feel the baby move?  I don’t know.

An update on the upchucking.  My “morning sickness” is really more like “night sickness”.  Don’t get me wrong – some days it is “all day sickness”, but most days, it hits me really hard about 5:30 or so.  I am trying to eat as healthy as I can during the first part of the day so that I am getting as much good stuff as I can while I feel like eating it.  But the nights?  Well, I am trying.  But just the thought of grilled chicken and veggies (which used to be a week night staple at my house) makes me sit in the floor on the bathroom in front of the toilet holding my head.  Literally.  After a discussion with Derek last night about what dinner would be, I spent at least 20 minutes in the bathroom trying to convince my body that it didn’t want to expel my lunch that was filled with protein and veggies and whole grains and my snacks of bananas and oranges.  

I am trying new things to see if there is a magic formula for what works.  As best as I can tell, the best thing for me to do is to eat as much good stuff as I can before 5.  After that, it is whatever is going to stay down.  I know that there are some people out there who probably don’t agree with this.  But the way I figure it is that if I eat something that makes me throw up my healthy lunch and snacks, was it really worth the nutritional value of what I forced down at dinner?  Probably not.  When you talk to people who have recently experienced morning sickness, they say their doctors all told them that the baby was getting everything it needed from the prenatal vitamin and to eat what stayed down.  Dr. Google seems to agree.  When I go see my OBGYN on December 22, I will be sure to ask him for his professional opinion.

Let’s see.  What else?  Forgetfulness!  I am making myself lists for everything these days.  I have taken to attaching post it notes to my cell phone.  I lost my keys at work today.  I almost forgot to take my Monday night shot because somehow I forgot it was Monday night.  I am forgetting to take my afternoon dose of meds (I remember, but then it is later than I wanted to take it).  I have actually thought about setting an alarm on my phone for my medications – but I keep forgetting to set it.  Perhaps you guys should start buying stock in Post It.  I think their sales are about to go up.

Things are growing – my girls are getting bigger (which is not a welcome site to a woman who had a breast reduction, but it is one that I can deal with if it leads to bringing home a baby).  In addition, I feel as if I am growing out in my midsection.  I don’t think it is noticeable to anyone but Derek and myself at this point – but I feel like my waistband is getting tighter on my pants.  I mostly notice this in my “skinny pants” that didn’t really leave me with much room to grow.  When I wear my clothes that had a little more room or some give, things are still OK and not too tight.

My Nose.  My sense of smell is amazing me.  Some people really smell.  REALLY bad.  And I want to get out of the car at red lights and tell the person driving the car 7 cars in front of me that they should really stop smoking because it is making me want to barf.  And I could smell a can of tuna right after it was opened 2 rooms away.  And the sinuses?  Well, they are really productive.  I don’t remember a time when I have had so many boogies my entire life.

We are getting close to the 5 pm witching hour, so I think I will sign off.  I will catch you peeps tomorrow when the vomit isn’t on the rise.