~ Eleven Weeks and Eleven Pounds!
Why can't I be one of those blessed women that don't get morning sickness? I don't understand it at all. I just don't get it in the morning, I get it all day long, all night long. It wakes me up in the middle of the night. I am constantly aware of the urge to puke at any given moment. Like right now, I'm not sure if I want to go eat something or if I want to throw up. I am so ready to feel better. I don't enjoy the first trimester at all. It's been hard. Tom has been traveling a lot for work lately and by the end of the day, I just want to collapse. Having two little ones and no family nearby makes it tough. Of course I knew all of this when we decided to have another child, but it just feels good to whine about it.
Can I whine about the weight gain too while I'm at it? I am eleven weeks and I have gained exactly eleven pounds! Eleven pounds!! That's a lot. That also happens to be spot on with what I gained with both my girls so I'm not entirely surprised although I swore to myself that I was going to keep the weight gain under five pounds. Ha! Like I can control any of that! At this point, I am a firm believer that your body is just going to do what it's going to do. I'm not eating horrible food, I'm just eating a lot food. The way my stomach feels in the first trimester is like I'm constantly searching for something to settle it. It has this odd empty-full feeling. The need to eat is so intense and urgent it often catches me off guard. I need to eat every hour and 1/2 to every two hours. And not just little snacky-things, either. Big food. Lots of starchy, high-carb, fill-your-tummy food. Normally, I don't need a lot of food, but that all changes in a big way when I'm pregnant.
I had an Ob appointment on Monday. I felt yucky all morning. They made me wait in a hot exam room for 40 minutes. I started sweating and feeling like I might get sick so I went to the bathroom and gagged a little but nothing came out. I went back to the exam room and the doctor was right in. He was able to find the heartbeat with no problem and sent me on my way. So, 40 minutes of waiting for a three-minute appointment. And why are they always running behind?
On the way home and I started feel nauseous again. Really nauseous. I'm on an interstate so there's no easy way to just pull over. I roll the windows down thinking fresh air will help and try some deep breathing to take my mind off my tummy. Didn't work. I threw up all over myself. Not just once either. I just started heaving. That has never happened to me before. I've always had plenty of warning. It was so disgusting. All over my steering wheel, my seats, me. Oh, bleeeechhhh!!! Good grief, is the first trimester over yet?
When I got home, the lawn sprinkler guy was in my driveway needing to talk to me about a sprinkler head that needed replaced. He took one look at me and said he'd just come back. I explained to him that I was pregnant and didn't feel well. Thinking about the look on his face makes me giggle. I don't think he's ever seen anything quite like how I looked. I had puke all over me.
We haven't told the girls yet that we're pregnant. We're waiting a little while longer. I'm scheduled to have the CVS test next week and providing everything's ok, we'll tell them after we get the test results back. We did the CVS test when I was pregnant with Ally and there was a tremendous piece of mind knowing that genetically, the baby was healthy. I know there's risks associated with doing such an invasive procedure, but I know I'm in good hands. The same perinatologist that did the test before is doing it again. I know there are no guarantees, but at my advanced maternal age, the risk of having a baby with a genetic abnormality is equal the risk of miscarriage with the CVS test. About 1%. Odds I'm ok with.
Time to eat. Or maybe throw up. I'm not sure which just yet….