I’ve been nervous to say it out loud, for fear of jinxing it, but it’s been about a week now, so I think I’m in the clear… my nausea is nearly gone as long as I don’t miss meals; my appetite has returned (How many brownies is too many?); and my energy is back. YAY!
I went to my first prenatal yoga class yesterday and it was awesome. Not just the yoga, but the community. The women in the class are great and supportive and totally open-minded. There are women from 13 weeks to 34 weeks in the class. Some on their first, some on their second pregnancy. Some planning natural births. Some with scheduled c-sections. Some will be breast-feeding. Others plan to formula feed. And everyone is respectful of everyone else’s decisions. Outside of those walls, there’s a lot of judgement, but inside there’s none. It’s such a treat. I can’t wait to go back next week! (If you happen to be in Southwestern Connecticut, I’m going to Mother’s Embrace Yoga)
18W+3D – Baby is the size of a sweet potato
This morning I had an internal ultrasound to check my cervical length. When the tech finished she said, “OK, let’s see this little guy,” and I froze. I told Erik this was internal only and we wouldn’t get to see pork chop. I told him not to bother coming to this appointment because we’d see him in a couple weeks at the anatomy scan. So while what followed was amazing and magical (FINALLY!) and I cried the good tears, I was AGAIN wracked with guilt because Erik wasn’t there. Crap crap crap I suck. But look how cute he is!
While my nausea and acne are starting to fade a little, I’ve welcomed a new symptom this week: hip pain! Owwww. It’s so bad I have trouble sleeping. I’m trying to sleep on my side, since in a few short weeks back sleeping will be forbidden, but it is terrible. I’ve ordered a pregnancy pillow off of Amazon and I’m trying to see if that will help ease the pain a little. My midwife also told me today that I can sleep on my back if I put a pillow under one hip. She said this will shift the main weight of my uterus off to the side and prevent any issues. She said the hip pain may lessen as he moves up in my abdomen, but while he continues to sit low in my pelvis, the pressure is going to cause this pain. YAY!
17W+3D – Baby is the size of a turnip
We celebrated Easter a week early because Sam, Jeff, and Mel will be away on Easter Sunday. After dinner, mom showed us some outfits she had gotten for pork chop. I keep forgetting that I’m pregnant, so seeing them reminded me that there was a little person growing in my belly. It made me a little emotional. When we got home, Erik told me it had affected him too. He said he was able to picture our little man in those outfits, growing up, walking, playing with us. I tried to contain my emotions, but trust I was on hormone OVERLOAD!!!
Weather this weekend is supposed to be amazing, so we’ll be spending it working in the yard. Erik rented a dethatcher from Home Depot and is using it to tear up the lawn as we speak. While he’s dethatching, I’ll be planting seeds for my garden.
Hey, is that a little bump I’m starting to see?
16W+1D – Baby is the size of an avocado
It’s not official until it’s Facebook official.
This weekend we took our announcement photos. We have a couple more people to tell this week and then we’ll tell the whole world. Remy did an AMAZING job. He was only a few weeks post-op and he sat like such a good boy while I tried time and time again to get a picture of him looking up at my belly.
Somewhere around take 12, he nailed it and we let him go lay down while we got one more shot with our crazy girls.
We literally got this on the first take! Oh and for those of you who want fun announcement photos but don’t have the budget for a photographer… I took these myself on my iPhone! I used a tripod, set the 10 second timer, and then ran into the shot. A little Instagram filter magic to really enhance that sunset, and voila!
My What to Expect While Expecting app says I may be looking more pregnant these days… nope.
15W+1D – Baby is the size of an orange
The second trimester has officially begun! I’m always hungry, but still suffering from food aversion. Nothing is appetizing. Nothing, except pork chops. Weird? Probably. It’s not really that I’m craving them, but that nothing else sounds good. If I don’t have protein, then my nausea gets worse. Other than peanut butter, pork chops are the only protein that sounds remotely appealing. As a result, we’ve nicknamed our little guy pork chop. We don’t have real names yet, so it’s nice to call him something other than baby that actually has meaning for us. Keep growing, pork chop!
14W+0D – Baby is the size of a lemon