No joke, this week has been a serious challenge. With Sam gone for 5 more weeks, and Bella and I still trying to figure out a new routine, along with being sick on and off (her and then me), I’ve been on the verge of collapse several times. Kudos to my single mom friends – I honestly have zero idea how you do this every day. None.
Slowly, slowly things are starting to come together.
Pregnancy wise, I’ve been very sick some days and not so sick others. This makes it hard to plan things, but on the days I feel good I kick it into overdrive to get stuff done. 11 weeks was somehow a big deal for me mentally, I’m not sure why but the number and the size of the baby made pregnancy feel a little more real now.
Here’s what’s been going on:
How Far Along: 11 weeks and 2 days!
Size of baby: A lime. I don’t know why but this made me tear up. It was as if my baby has finally reached a real size. Instead of a prune.
Sleep: Pretty good. We’re all in a routine with Sam gone, and I fall asleep by 9:30/10 and wake up around 7.
Total Weight Gain: Like 2 pounds, but don’t be jealous because there wasn’t much gone from the twins. So. Yes.
Symptoms: The nausea is still there, worse on some days. At exactly 11 weeks I threw up and then almost threw up the rest of the day. But today – everything is ok.
Movement: Yes. I don’t care what anyone says, I know those little thumps by now. It’s nothing major, certainly can’t be felt from the outside, but it’s not gas. I repeat: not gas.
Maternity Clothes: All maternity. All the time. I have missed some of these cute pieces so much. Being pregnant is like all of the sudden remembering you have an entire closet full of clothes you forgot about.
Go-to eats: Cereal still. Shredded Wheat, I could eat that by the box. Rice. Really anything plain is wonderful for times when I can’t bear to smell things. Which is still happening.
Best moment of the week: Baby flutters.
Gender: I keep thinking of this one as a girl. Sam finally told me he thinks it might be too. This pregnancy is SO similar to Bella’s with sickness timing – but really, who knows? I just pray for a healthy baby.
What I wish people knew: How connecting with another baby after a loss can be so, so hard to do. Even as excited as I am, writing these updates or taking weekly pictures is still tough.
What I’m looking forward to: Second tri and some honest to goodness cravings.
Milestones: My child no longer resembles a duck: the finger and toes that were webbed are separate. Weighing in at about .25oz, s/he has tooth buds, hair follicles, and nail beds coming along.