Tuesday, December 21, 2010

9 Weeks

So things have been pretty mild and some what boring lately. At 9 weeks, nausea has been non existent, but the growing pains have come on full force. Between my aching back and lower abdomenn, I feel like my hips have doubled in size. Although most people wouldn't notice, my belly has started to expand to the point where my skinny jeans are a process to get into. I gave in and picked up a belly band and a pair of maternity jeans, for those really bad days.

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.

This is apparently what is happening inside right now.
Although I feel like my belly is about triple that size.

1 comment:

  1. My Step-daughter had those growing pains while she was pregnant. Very distressing but completely normal. I'm so glad things are going well, and equally happy that you're going to continue your blog through your pregnancy. What a great journal for you to read back on in later years.