So I decided that instead of doing my weekly pregnancy updates at the start of the week I would do them at the end – that way I can capture what happened in that week. So this week is my eighth week, and I want to talk about the seventh.
I’m still hungry. All the time. Around the clock. Hunger has just become a part of who I am. I joke that I haven’t felt full since August 15. Unlike previous weeks I’ve reached a point where I’m so unbelievably, nauseatingly hungry and yet there is nothing that sounds good to me. Shelton made a turkey sandwich for me last night and I really thought I was going to puke in my lap. It looked horrendous. And sadly the things that do sound edible to me, are things I should not want to eat. I want a lot of pizza. Potato chips and macaroni and cheese and blah blah blah. I’m really trying to limit this stuff – but when it’s the only thing I can or want to eat I guess I’m justifying it.
We went camping this past weekend and I literally ate for four solid hours. If I wasn’t eating, I was fighting off nausea and trying not to get sick in front of our friends in the woods. So from 8:30 a.m. to noon I had an apple, three glasses of OJ, a peanut butter sandwich, eggs, bacon, ham, goldfish crackers, a banana, a turkey and swiss sandwich, cucumber slices and bbq potato chips. I don’t even know how many calories that is. But after that four hour binge I felt fine the rest of the day.
So on that note, I think my fairy tale of no morning sickness is over. The latter part of last week I started getting hit with bouts of nausea. It’s awful. I can’t think of many things I hate more than being nausea. And this lasts for hours! And it’s not necessarily morning sickness, it’s just pregnancy sickness and it comes any ‘ole time it wants. Yesterday, the start of week 8, it hit me hard. I’d felt fine all day, got home from camping, took a shower and a nap, and then got very sick and lost everything I’d eaten all day. I was out the rest of the evening. Today, I pretty much fought nausea all day long, but never got sick.
I also had to start a “these pants don’t fit pile.” Probably more to blame on my eating habits than the baby, but either way, those particular khaki shorts have been removed from circulation.
We had a sonogram last week and the little baby is just growing rapidly. It’s positively fascinating to watch this baby grow. It was up to 1.2 cm on Thursday with 154bpm for the heartbeat. It also has a head now! With what I’m calling a snout. Doc says the baby is where it should be for this point in our pregnancy.