How Far Along? Seven weeks, five days.
Maternity Clothes? I need to wear maternity tops sometimes, because my bust line is expanding at a truly shocking rate. (Seriously. The women in the nursing bra store this week were actually shocked. And they sell bras to pregnant ladies and moms every day.) My pants are getting tight–anyone want to donate those neat hidden-panel jeans? The Gap doesn’t sell them anymore. :(
Weight Gain? Somewhere around 8-10 lbs, I think.
Stretch Marks? Probably in the bust area. Too soon for the belly.
Sleep? I was sleeping like a rock, sometimes at random, but now the need to pee is interfering sometimes. And lots of naps!
Best Moment so Far? Seeing that heart beating strong and clear!
Movement? Bug was 1.3 cm as of Thursday, so no.
Gender? We have decided not to find out until the birth. More on that. It will get its own post.
What I miss? I miss my 34D size and the bras that went with it. And the lack of pain that went with it.
- My first symptom was a food aversion–coffee. I drank some. I vomited. The next morning, even the thought of coffee made my stomach turn. So far, coffee is the only “food” I really can’t stand.
- Then, the super-human sense of smell kicked in. It was a Thursday, which I remember because I had therapy. The patient before me had been wearing perfume, and even though my therapist could hardly smell it, she had to open a window for me, the smell was so strong to me! It was nice perfume, but I felt sort of like I was trapped in Sephora. I still can’t go near a Starbucks or even sit next to my husband if he has spent much time in one. Cigarette smoke, like the kind that lingers in the hallway here (someone is smoking indoors!) gives me headaches, too. It does make food taste better, the super sense of smell! Oh yeah, and I predicted what we were having for dinner at my sister-in-laws house from the sidewalk outside the house, through the kitchen and past closed doors.
- I get nauseous, and it comes and goes, but I don’t throw up (thank goodness!).
- Cravings: cheese! and more cheese! Grilled cheese, in particular. They vary daily–cheese is the only constant.
- TMI WARNING: Skip this bullet point if you don’t want to read more about my bra size. Did I mention the expanding bust line? It’s one of the most painful things I’ve felt. I’ve gone from a 32DD/34D bra size to a 32FF/34F (F also = DDD) in under a month. I’m happy for all you pregnant ladies who didn’t have cleavage and now love your mama cleavage, but I want my D cup size back! I am sleeping in a sleep bra (they make these for nursing mamas) because if I roll over too quickly, it hurts.
What I’m looking forward to? I’m looking forward to looking pregnant. I know that it’s a little ways off, yet, but I want to leave this weird in-between stage behind with the clothing. Regular tops and bottoms are just a bit too tight, but the maternity tops and bottoms just look too big.
What I’ve Learned about Pregnancy: No matter how much you know in advance, you’re not prepared. Mostly, I cannot believe how this tiny thing is living inside my body and taking it over. All those symptoms? They’re caused by an embryo the size of a blueberry! What?! No matter who said that to me beforehand, now that it’s my body, I find myself shocked and awed.
Milestones: First ultrasound! Heartbeat! The doctor did a transvaginal ultrasound. She didn’t say why, beyond that it lets us see more detail, but I suspect its because my meds carry an increased risk of “physical malformation” – interfering with the development of, in particular, the baby’s face, but who knows what else could happen with the mix of Effexor and Klonopin. It’s best to keep an eye on things. I don’t think she said so, because that would probably make me anxious. But maybe it’s her standard procedure. I don’t know! I do know that what we saw was absolutely incredible. This image totally fails to capture the enormity of that experience.