I am excited to say that I am officially 2 weeks and 2 days past the point of my miscarriage in May and am now 7 weeks and 2 days pregnant and feeling pretty damn good!
My breasts still hurt, to the point that I can't even sleep on my stomach because having them mashed up underneath me is very painful. I have had 2 nosebleeds out of the blue, due to the new Aunts in town:Progesterone and Estrogen, known from here on out as Auntie Hormones, or Auntie Ho's, for short... I don't mind them being here one bit, even if they do interrupt my rational thought process and appetite. I feel like all I do is eat, which is why Jamie and I went to Costco yesterday, to do a little grocery shopping. You'll be happy to know that he very gently persuaded me, with a pat on my belly, from buying the giant warehouse sized box of cookies (in THREE flavors, no less! Oatmeal raisin-my fave- chocolate chip and double fudge choc chip...evil, huh?) and led me towards the produce aisle knowing about my extreme love of apples. I happily put a 10 pound bag of Red Delicious apples in the cart and didn't even give it a second thought that my normal attitude towards this particular type of apple is not a favorable one. These apples are otherwise known to me and everyone who knows me as "Cafeteria Apples" because they're the kind you always find in the fruit baskets at school or in hospital cafe's or catered lunch-boxes and they're almost always mealy and grainy an bruised, gross. No one ever eats these, but right now I can't get enough of them. I've already eaten three and we just bought them 24 hours ago.
Today I baked a loaf of bread (after that Costco trip I had to make room in the freezer so I decided to make the frozen bread dough to have as garlic bread with our spaghetti tonight) but the smell is making me gag. I think my overdrive has kicked in on my sense of smell. Not only can I not stomach the smell of my underarm deodorant but, I had to bathe my overly clean doggies yesterday because I was gagging every time they came near. Unfortunately they still smell to me, maybe because they are asleep and dogs seem to emit a smell of corn chips whenever the sleep. Ever notice that?? It comes from their feet, gross huh? So, currently, my little Fenway Frank is taking a nap up against my thigh and all I can smell is a wet, mushy bag of Fritos...G.A.G. M.E. Poor little guy, he can't help it. Schintzel McPoo, at least, is behind me on the back of the couch away from my nose, so she smells just fine.
And, aside from all the side effects of having a mini-human growing in my tummy, my tummy is growing. Already. My mother and Jamie both swear that I'm pregnant with twins. Time will tell, I am unable to button my jeans comfortably and I have a small baby bump. If I can figure it out, I will post a picture of my 4 week tummy, and then the one at 6 weeks and 6 days.
I go to the doctor next on August 4, that will be my 12 week checkup, if I am measuring large, they will check and see if its twins or what. It would be cool to have twins, but also a little scary , thats a lot of stuff to buy right away. Its also a big responsibility for the two of us who have very unconventional work schedules, and only a 2 bedroom condo. We are planning on moving to the 'Burbs in a few years, but can't right away because of the housing market. It would be extremely difficult to sell our house, much less buy a new one!
Anyway, I am anxious for my next appointment with my midwife because I really want to see our baby on the ultrasound. I need to see his/her/their heartbeat. I don't feel like everything is wrong, I just want some good solid reassurance. Although, I am not even sure that I get to have an ultrasound at 12 weeks, if my memory can be trusted (which it can't) I think she said that I won't have an ultrasound until 20 weeks. Seems kinda odd, doesn't it???
Well, here's to hoping all of you are happy and healthy and making all your dreams come true!!
