On May 6th, I had my first appointment with this pregnancy. It was more of just an interview than a doctors appointment. We sat in the midwife’s office and just talked about our family histories and Abbie’s birth. I got to brag about Mark quite a bit and I showed her his picture on my iPhone and she said “Oh! And he’s really good looking too.” Haha! Yeah, he’s hot. I’m lucky. That was the best part of the appointment.
My first “real” appointment is May 25th, when I get to have an ultrasound. I’m excited, but very nervous about that. If something isn’t right, that’s when I’ll find out and I’ve had too many friends have miscarriages to be completely confident that everything will be fine. My mom wants to go with me for the ultrasound, but honestly, I don’t want her, or anyone else, there. I feel like this is Mark’s and my baby, and if he can’t be there with me, then I don’t want to share it with anyone else. Maybe that’s selfish of me, but that’s just how I feel right now.
I’m 9 weeks pregnant now, and for the last 3 weeks I’ve felt pretty nauseous at times. Usually from about 4pm-7pm I just feel kinda icky. I’ve never come close to throwing up or anything, I just feel gross. Usually I could eat something and I’d feel better, and I’ve noticed in the last week I’ve not been having any nausea. I’ve been REALLY tired for the past month and I often take a nap when Abbie takes her naps. I’ve gotten a few minor headaches, but NOTHING like the terrible migraines I got for weeks when I was pregnant with Abbie. I’m already starting to show and the top of my stomach gets really hard at times. I’ve been kinda crampy and achy, but nothing too terrible.
At times it doesn’t seem like I’m pregnant. Most of the time it doesn’t seem like I’m pregnant. Mainly because my husband isn’t around to share the excitement with. I’m sure as I get bigger, and we get closer to him getting home, things will start to feel different but for now, it’s all pretty surreal.