I'm sleeping right through the night with just one morning trip to the bathroom. The headaches have been off and on and seem to be worse when it rains or snows. My appetite is huge, about every 2-4 hours I'm ravenous. My energy has been pretty good this week. Still getting tired around 9pm though. The progesterone has been limited to every other night which I couldn't be more thrilled about. I go in next week for blood work to check my levels. Pray that they are normal so I can finally stop taking it. (Ladies, if you have the option for the injection or the cream, take the injection! I fully regret taking the cream. It does not dissolve completely and leaves a thick, chalky residue. Yuck.)
Mentally, I am an emotional basket case. I find myself tearing up at movies and can't get through a serious chat without welling up. For those of you who know me, this is not normal. I find myself rubbing my belly alot and thinking about the little human growing inside me. (Let's pause here for a moment.) The idea that there is a person growing inside me has taken over my brain. Although this has been happening for 9 weeks, the thought has finally registered. I'm pregnant. I'm having a baby. I am responsible for another human. At some point, that little human will make its way into the world. As excited as I am, I am terrified, like every other expectant mother. I try to clear my head and remind myself that a calm and happy gestational period is the best thing I can give my baby. So I toss my thoughts aside, and focus on the things I can control. Like what to have for lunch, how long I can workout for, how many hours of sleep I can bank.
Oh, and I forgot to mention, I have no memory.