Turning point?

Monday, November 9, 2009

10 weeks, 1 day pregnant
Not to jinx it, but yesterday afternoon I was able to do more than just lay on the couch!
  • I emptied the dishwasher
  • I rinsed dishes and reloaded the dishwasher
  • I rid the fridge of the icky disgusting leftovers
  • I reorganized the fridge
  • I washed and dried a load of laundry
  • I unpacked a shopping bag that’s been sitting in the dining room for a week
Progress, people! I couldn’t believe it.
Of course, right now I am sucking back OJ and Love Hearts like my queasy life depends on it. But I’m heading in the right direction, though!

I am 25% pregnant!

Sunday, November 8, 2009

10 weeks pregnant!
I love Sundays lately, because it means I make the leap into the next “week,” numbers-wise.
I have been pregnant for 10 whole weeks — eight of which I knew I was pregnant for. And really, since a pregnant is (approximately) 40 weeks, I’m officially 25% of the way there. It’s like a mini-birthday for Little Baby. Maybe I should eat a cupcake on his/her behalf? Mmmm.
Now I’m officially in Week 11, which means that — God-willing — I’ll be safely out of the first trimester in exactly three weeks: Sunday, November 29 is the start of Week 14.
I am really, really really looking forward to that day. I have not talked about my fears too much on this blog, because I don’t even like acknowledging them, but the truth is that I’ve been really scared of miscarrying.
I know it can happen so easily in the first 13 weeks, and it’s hard not to think about it. Sometimes when I start thinking about how things will be a few months down the road, I stop myself — because I don’t feel safe “thinking ahead” yet. The idea of losing Little Baby is so devastating that I can’t put it into words.
So all I can do is keep-keepin’ on — and treading carefully — and pray that I will make it out of the first trimester safely.

Weekly re-cap

(Nov. 1 to Nov. 7)

Symptoms: Nausea (but it eased up later in the week), cravings (for breakfast foods), dizziness, the C-word

Body changes: There is no denying the bump (although I still just kind of feel fat, as it’s not rock-hard yet). I’m getting the hang of what to wear and what not to wear, depending on if I mind showing or not on that particular day. Boobs are still sore, but I’m not sure if they’re still growing.

Cravings: Cold cereal, cheesies!

Loved chowing down on: Fresh fruit, cold cereal, bagels, chocolate pudding — not sure if it’s just because they are convenience foods, and I am lazy tired all the time.

Could not stomach: Mayonnaise (I do really miss sandwiches and wraps, but I can’t do it), looking into the fridge (the leftovers look gross, and I can’t bring myself to clean it out … Darling Husband?)

High point: Doing the Chinese gender prediction test and seeing that — according to it — I’m having a girl. Yes, I am embarrassed just typing this, but I’m being honest!

Low point: Worries about miscarrying. I have not had any spotting again, but I can’t stop feeling fearful at every twinge.

Paranoid moment of the week: Being super-nervous when getting my unadjuvanted H1N1 vaccine (i.e. the safe one for pregnant women) and flu shot. In the end, I got them — but it wasn’t without some doubts.

Weird moment of the week: Being unable to drink from my plastic water bottle at the office, because the taste of plastic grossed me out. I ended up bringing in a glass from home, so I’ve been using that instead. That was a weird one.

Double whammy

Saturday, November 7, 2009

9 weeks, 6 days pregnant
My arms hurt!
OK, I just had to get that outburst out of the way. I ducked out of work a few hours early yesterday, once I heard the unadjuvanted H1N1 vaccine was finally available for us preggos.
I only had to wait an hour — which was great considering the horror stories of people waiting hours outside in the freaking cold — and got the H1N1 vaccine in my left arm, and the regular flu shot in my right.
I feel glad that I’m protected — or will be, in 10 days once it’s fully kicked in — but I was a bit of nervous wreck yesterday. There’s a bit of papework and queuing up in various lines before they actually inject you, and everyone always asks if you have any questions …
MULTIPLE HEALTHCARE WORKERS: So do you have any questions or concerns about the vaccine?
ME: Yes. I don’t want my baby to be born with horns.
MULTIPLE HEALTHCARE WORKERS (confused): What … oh, no, the vaccine has been tested, blah, blah, blah.
ME: Yeah, well, I’m not drinking Diet Coke, so it just feels a little weird to be getting a bunch of injections.
MULTIPLE HEALTHCARE WORKERS: Ah … yes … but the vaccine has been tested, blah, blah, blah.
I was still — am still — not 100% convinced it will not have a negative affect on Little Baby, but I know it was still the right thing to do. H1N1 is rampant in my city — whole province, actually — and the dangers of getting it seem to be worse than any of the potential this-vaccine-might-give-my-baby-horns risks.
So now I sit, with two sore arms, wondering if I’m going to be able to do my scheduled Christmas-crafting today. Hmmm. Chances are good I will just watch movies. I mean, my arms hurt!

My Husband Rocks

Dear Darling Husband,

Thank you for making this delicious roast beef dinner on Wednesday …

I officially recall my previous statements that you can’t cook.


Love, your wife
xoxo