I didn't really post much at nine weeks because nothing was really happening. I was feeling better in general and just coasting along, waiting for our next doctor appointment.
Now we're at 10w2d and things have taken a turn for the worse. My nausea has ramped back up and I'm feeling worse than I was earlier in the pregnancy. I don't know whether I can blame my horrible food choices on Saturday (which sat just fine right after eating, but I found myself feeling horrible after eating dinner and couldn't even finish it) or if it's just baby nausea. I ate better on Sunday and was able to go out for dinner and enjoy my food, thank goodness. But I'm finding myself feeling pretty awful again today. Nothing like Sunday morning or Saturday night, but I just don't feel well. And that sucks. Hoping that it passes once I get back into a routine of eating normal again.
And now we're counting the days until our next appointment. 9 days, in case you were wondering.
We told my parents on Saturday that we're expecting and they were appropriately surprised and excited for us. I think they're far more excited for Baby Girl to be a big sister than anything, actually. I'm convinced she's going to be a great big sister. She's great with the babies at the sitter and loves babies in general.
Another recent development is that I feel like I've really popped. It's happened far earlier this time around. I'm having a hard time hiding my pregnancy (since we still haven't told many people) but, thanks to having clothes that are too big, don't need to move to maternity clothes just yet. You'd better bet, though, that once we start making the pregnancy public, I'll be wearing maternity clothes just for the comfort factor!
Dance of the Ladybugs
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