Well, we're truckin' right along with this pregnancy, aren't we? (Read about my recap from Bimmer's pregnancy at this point HERE).
So... at 8 weeks and 5 days, we got our first glimpse of our little rugrat. Apparently in just 3 short years, doctor's have changed their procedures and now do an 8 week ultrasound to confirm the pregnancy. The baby's heart was just a fluttering and it was the sweetest thing to just get that visual confirmation that our Healey is doing OK so far!
I ended up telling people earlier this time than last. (We waited until after our 13 week ultrasound last time.) But since we had this early ultrasound, and I was having so much discomfort with the morning sickness, we went ahead and disclosed the pregnancy at 9 weeks. It felt so good to not have to sneak off to puke at work anymore and pretend that everything was OK! Although, I did manage to get a stomach bug and fever during that 9th week, which was Hell. And my dumbass stuck it out at work for a half day since I thought all the puking was just due to the baby! Woops!
The nausea did get better after that 9 week mark though because the doctors switched me from Zofran to Diclegis, which is a different anti-nausea medication that I take several doses of throughout the day. I still don't feel "right" so to speak, but I feel infinitely better and the actual vomiting has been way limited. The worst is normally in the middle of the night. It's definitely much more difficult this time since I have an active toddler running around who is a super mommy's girl who just wants to love on me and get my attention. The television has been babysitting way more than I would like it to these days, but I'm just in survival mode.
I've gained about 5 pounds so far. I definitely have had more distinct "cravings" this time around. I have desperately been wanting lemonade. I have an aversion to most sweets (which I did last time too) except sour candies. So lots of Sour Patch Kids!. Last go round, it was Wendy's chicken nuggets that I was always wanting at this stage... not so much this time. I have found that I can psych myself into really craving something though. I will get something on my mind and then never get it off - like KFC chicken tenders with mashed potatoes and gravy, or Ruffles potato chips with French onion dip. Stuff I already liked, just never had that often. I am getting up in the middle of the night with this pregnancy (same as last time) to snack. I have pretty well limited it so far to granola bars, pineapple, peaches, or Saltines if I'm feeling super sick. I somehow feel better about those choices than, say, eating half a gallon of ice cream!
My boobs feel ginormous. They had grown 2 cup sizes during Bimmer's pregnancy and never went back down. I hate them already - they're too big. And they're getting bigger? Puff and I have already discussed that if they don't go down some after this pregnancy (at least back to where they were when this pregnancy started) then we're going to honestly look into a breast reduction in a few years. It will suck, but it will be worth it. I suppose that's enough griping for this go round. We have our next ultrasound at 13 weeks. So blessed and excited to see how Healey is doing! Back in four weeks with more bitching - I'm sure :)