I’m 21+1 today and feeling all the kicks and punches, stretches and rolls. My son recently got to feel the baby move and he was awe struck lol he asked me if I could feel it. Baby hasn’t cooperated for Papa yet but I’m sure he’ll feel the movements soon enough.
Aches and pains have blossomed in the form of round ligament pain in my pelvis. I’m in pain turning over in bed, walking, going up the stairs, basically anything. I’m hoping to get a pillow for between my legs to help with this pain.
We did find out that I’m having a girl which I’m excited and nervous about, thinking about all the hair fights I’m going to have to deal with!
Speaking of hair, I shaved my head again, not as bald as I was before but enough that I didn’t have to struggle to take care of it. I was really down about it’s state after my sickness and just decided a fresh start is what I needed.
I’ve been walking to the park with my son more since he’s on vacation and I think it’s doing me some good. I’m no longer super tired and run down when I get home but I am out of breath sometimes. I try to rest when we reach the house and let my body relax.
Things are going well for the meantime so I’ll end this on a good note.
I know I haven’t shared an update in a while so here it goes.
I’m doing much better HGwise, I’m what you’d call medicated fluffy, I don’t have any nausea or vomiting unless I eat something that doesn’t agree with my belly. Since about 10 weeks I’ve only vomited once after eating a banana that didn’t sit well. The only downside is I’m still suffering from lack of energy. When I go out I have to sit or I feel like blacking out. If I can’t sit I stoop down until the feeling passes. It’s really unpleasant and makes going out difficult since I don’t go anywhere for the whole week.
I’m now 16 weeks 5 days, on Tuesday I’ll be 17 weeks.
I’m slowing getting there, by belly isn’t that big as yet but I’ve already started wearing maternity clothes.
I’m experiencing round ligament pain and Braxton Hicks which is no fun, some heartburn, excessive drooling especially at night, I wake up multiple times to clean my face and shoulders. I sleep on my back and that doesn’t seem to help any.
Even with all these complaints I’m so grateful that my medication works and I’m not back to the all day nausea and vomiting because that’s no fun at all.
Yesterday my son went back to school and it was both awesome and horrible.
Usually I walk him to school, pick him up for lunch, drop him back, then pick him up after school.
I walk for all of this but since I got pregnant I’ve not been able to walk very far or for very long which proved to be difficult for the coming school year so my husband and I decided Naveen would eat lunch in school this year saving me the lunch trip but that left dropping and picking up. In the end it was decided my husband would drop him and pick him up.
That left me free from doing anything which would be too difficult.
Except now I have nothing to fill my time and I find myself wishing there was something to do. I tried watching a little TV, working on the computer, reading a bit but I wound up just tiring myself and ended up taking naps throughout the day until it was time for both Naveen and Marvin to come home.
I recently went for my first ultrasound, no waiting for 12 weeks after all!
I was measuring at 10 weeks 3 days which is about two days ahead of what my app Nurture calculated.
They do things a little different here in France and have me another set of measurements which is considered theoretical 11 weeks 4 days. From what I understand they add a week or two from last menstrual date because predicting when implantation occurred is just not possible.
So here is baby O at 10w3d.
Naveen was present for the ultrasound so he got to see his little sibling playing in my belly, he was so excited to see it on the big screen and hear the heartbeat.
I’m glad he was there to see if because he wasn’t really believing there was a baby, he kept asking if my belly got bigger.
Health wise I seem to be having some fluffy weeks with occasional nausea that ranges from not so bad to I can’t move. I notice that the bad nausea always occurs when I’m up and about too much. I tend to take a rest and feel a little better.
I hope these weeks continue to be fluffy because I feel a little more human when I can function.
I’m 7 weeks today, the same amount weeks I was when my life shattered in 2015. I wanted to wait until I passed this mark before sharing but life always has other plans.
If you’re interested in the Nurture app you can find it on the Play Store here.
Things are so different now, I have insurance, my French is apparently good enough that I can speak to hospital staff, I am on a very strong medication, Largactil which is the last step before hospitalization and IV drugs.
I am filled with doubts and dreading the thoughts of something bad happening, the vivid dreams are not helpful either.
Now more than ever I wish I was home where I’d be surrounded by family and love instead of stuck in my bedroom while my 5 year old takes care of himself. I worry about him see much and trying to get up to check on him is a fall down the stairs waiting to happen. So many times I’ve gotten dizzy or nauseous and had to sit before I could continue.
I’ve successfully passed 7 weeks!
I’m now 9 weeks and 3 days, I think I can feel my uterus starting to peek out from behind my pelvic bone. Nothing big just that little feeling of firmness.
Soon my little baby will start looking like a baby and I’ll have my first ultrasound, I can’t wait for that, the days seem to drag but at least I have something to look forward to.
It’s official, I’ve been stuck on bed rest since 4w5d and I’m now 6w5d. I’ve passed every hour of every day either throwing up, stuck on a continuous loop of nauseated, or sleeping the sleep of the undead.
Yes, we’re pregnant again and yes I’m suffering once more from Hyperemesis Gravidarum.
I knew better, I knew I would never be able to experience pregnancy like a happy person, I knew I’d be sick every waking hour. I have so many boxes and boxes of medications and I’m still so sick.
My lips are dried and peeling, my skin is dry as is my hair.
This is my third pregnancy dealing with this and I don’t know what I was hoping for but I definitely didn’t find it. I’m so close to the mark where we lost the last one that I just decided to come out with it.
If you’re local to me chances are you will not see me again until after the birth. I can barely climb the stairs in my own home.
I don’t know who you are unborn baby but I’m trying everything I can to meet you.