My due date is
Today I am
I'm not weighing myself anymore -- it's just easier on my mental state that way.
The nausea is letting up some, so I'm feeling a little bit better. The fatigue, however, is determined to stay. All I want to do is sleep.
My daily schedule: Get up. Go to work. Drowse through my day. Drive home. Fall into bed. Sleep at least 2 hours. Get up again. Go online for an hour. Ask husband to make dinner for about the millionth night in a row. Collapse on the couch and watch TV for 2 or 3 hours. Go back to bed.
This seems to be all I have energy for. I feel so lazy!!!! I know it's my hormones making me feel this way, but there's still that stupid nagging voice in the back of my head saying that I should get off my butt and accomplish something. Generally I just tell it to shut up and then I roll over and go back to sleep. I still feel guilty, though.
This is my latest ultrasound. It was done on Monday, Oct. 16 (yes, several days ago, sorry about the delay -- see the above paragraph about fatigue). Doesn't the baby look wonderful? It has a recognizable head now, and little arms and legs. You'll just have to take my word on the arms as only the legs are visible in this picture. The baby measured at 8 weeks, 5 days; I was 8 weeks, 4 days at the time. The heartrate is still 130. This is probably going to be my last ultrasound for a while -- my reproductive endocrinologist (fertility specialist) released me to my OB. It's exciting to be a just another pregnant lady, but I'm sure going to miss getting an ultrasound at every visit. I'll be seeing my OB on Nov. 2, only another week and a half to go. I'll be 11 weeks then -- very nearly out of the first trimester. I can't believe I'm almost to that milestone.
I've hit another milestone. My belly is starting to stick out. Noticeably so. Now, I'm not saying I look pregnant (I don't yet!), but something is definitely going on there. Normally when I'm having a, you know, fat day, I can suck my stomach in -- but this isn't going anywhere. I try to pull it in as hard as I can, but there it stays. All in all, I think it's pretty exciting. If only I looked pregnant instead of just fat! Oh well, only another couple of months to go and it'll be obvious that it's a baby in there, not a few too many donuts.