Today marks the 11th week of my pregnancy. I hate to be a "Debbie Downer" but I don't know if I ever believed that we would make it this far. I think I'm still trying to protect myself by expecting the worst.
Truth be told, nothing about this pregnancy is the same as my previous pregnancy. I remember 2 years ago having awful, awful cramps in the evening which we attributed to my uterus growing and expanding. Now I wonder if it was a sign of bad things to come? Last time I really didn't have any "symptoms" except for tender breasts.
This time around my symptoms are so much different. My breasts are not sore (although occasionally will tingle to let me know that they are there). The first physical symptom that I had was a noticeable increase in visible veins on my chest! I'm very fair skinned and now it looks like I have a roadmap on my breasts!
I'm also nauseous - however I've found that if I pretty much eat constantly that goes away. Thankfully nothing has come of the nausea. The Morning Chickness Bags that I bought (I bought 40 of them) will be re-gifted to someone in the future.
I'm definitely more tired that usual. On the weekends I can easily sleep for 10 hours (although I do need to get up at least once to pee during that time). I've got to be honest, getting up for work has not been pleasant! By the time I get to the office, I'm ready for another nap!
By far the biggest change in me though is my bathroom habits (WARNING: Do not read on if you don't like to hear about bathroom habits.) I have IBS (irritable bowel syndrome) and it's not unusual for me to go a couple of days without a bowel movement. Well, now it's unusual if I have fewer than 3 or 4 a day! I don't know how one body can produce so much poo! (I wonder if I will have a similar comment when I'm changing diapers?) It's no wonder I've lost 5 lbs.
And yes, you've read that right. Even though I pretty much eat every couple of hours, I've lost 5 lbs. And even though I've lost 5 lbs, none of my pants fit! I'm this close to becoming that woman who goes to the grocery store in her flannel pajama pants! This close I tell you.
Important dates this week: On June 2nd I get to meet my new Dr. Please keep your fingers crossed that I like her. I really don't want to go back to my regular GPs office with my tail between my legs.