My due date is
Today I am
I have gained
As of tomorrow, I will be 7 weeks pregnant. Isn't that exciting? Every new week seems like another milestone; as each week passes I get further and further from the risk of miscarriage. So happy seventh week of pregnancy to me! Only five more to go and I'm out of the first trimester. Woohoo!
I am definitely feeling pregnant. The twin demons of early pregnancy, nausea and fatigue, have latched on and I'm pretty much miserable -- but only physically! Mentally I'm still happy as can be. Anyway, my pregnancy started with my having an insane appetite all the time. I just could not get enough food. I'd eat and eat and eat and an hour or two later I'd be absolutely starving again. Sure, I had a lot of queasiness, but it didn't affect my appetite at all.
Those days are now officially gone.
This is what I've eaten today: one quesadilla, a handful of Wheat Thins, an orange, and a bowl of some Quaker Oat Squares with milk. This is what I've thrown up today: all of the above. I'm not hungry at all, it seems, and even when I do get a little rumbling like maybe my stomach wants something, I don't actually want to eat because I don't want to see the food a second time. It's for the baby I grimly tell myself as I force something -- anything -- down, but telling myself this doesn't make food any more palatable. I think I'm going to be losing those 3 pounds I gained before too long.
My husband's making some macaroni and cheese for me right now. I'm determined to give food at least one more try today, and I'm thinking that maybe something bland and innocuous like mac & cheese will slip right under the nausea radar. I hope. Please, please, please, I don't want to throw up any more.