A few things to note, the nausea is still here. Whatever happened to first tri nausea going away miraculously in the second tri? Monday night, fresh off my third nap of the day (gotta love three day weekends that existed entirely of naps with your husband and dog), I made a grilled cheese with three cheeses on sourdough. It smelled great and I was excited to eat it. I took a bite and realized I instantly felt queasy. Interesting. I took a second bite, yup, still queasy. Third bite down, I had to hand my plate to Paul and make a run for the bathroom. All the food I had consumed that day (my precious nectarine which tasted like a fruit plucked out of God’s personal orchard) came back with vicious heaves that left my eyes watering, my stomach cramping and my hair damp with splashback. It was the worst “morning sickness” of my pregnancy thus far. Two days later and my ribs and back are aching, the mere thought of a cough or sneeze makes me grimace in a painful memory. This morning I woke up to sore arms and shoulders, where this would come from I don’t know, but I do know I had to take a tylenol to ward off tears. I felt badly this morning, when Paul asked me how the clothes he picked out for his Sports Awards tonight looked, and I said it looked great, then heaved like Chunk in the Goonies. In the car on the way to work, Paul told me he was proud of me, for never once complaining about my heave-heavy first trimester. I told him, “Well, I wanted this baby so badly, so of course I’m not going to complain!”
Noteworthy tidbit number two: this morning, as I pulled my last not-too-tight pair of pants with a zipper up over my stomach I realized my fat fatgirl pants now fit like regular fatgirl pants. Meaning, I’m a chubby gal, and these were my “hitch-em-up” pants that were never too painful to button. Now they fit like all my pants pre-pregnancy. I pulled on my Old Navy tunic tank top (gotta love all the babydoll styles going on right now), and noticed something… my pooch isn’t suckinable. I now have a small bulge protruding under my belly button (just at the right height to be beer gut looking) that is not solid (due to the layer of baby-warming fat- that’s right, that’s what it is, got a problem with that??) until you press it. Is this the start of a bump? I’m 14w3d, which I know is early. It’s not bloat, as it’s there all the time now, unlike the great hiding pooch of a few weeks ago. It’s very exciting!
So I’m still not having any baby dreams. In only one dream as of yet I’ve been pregnant, but no hints to the sex of the baby. I did have quite a great dream about the Uppababy Vista stroller last night, more on that later.
