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I'm looking for the humor/bright spot in learning that I am actually three weeks less pregnant than I was originally told.

We arrived (late) for the first ultrasound on Tuesday night. I had just finished slamming a large bottle of water and took in another cup in the lobby for good measure. I'm just not a water drinker. I drink water and five minutes later I'm peeing the water out so it seems a bit silly to me. I got my tired ass on the table with my hairy legs and armpits sticking out of my dress for the technician's amusement (she was nice and didn't say anything). She got right down to it and confirmed my LMP date. "There's the baby, but that's not at eleven weeks." ORLY? "More like eight."

Fantastic. So that's three more weeks of this nausea and fatigue. It's frustrating enough to almost make me cry.

I've been dealing with a bad cold and cough situation, hence the lack of updates. I have even less energy now than I did before. Yesterday I slept from 5:00 PM until my alarm went off at 5:00 AM. I'm taking Robitussin and sucking on Lifesavers because Halls make me more nauseous. I get home from work and I'm completely wiped out.

Pregnancy weirdness

OK, OK, I give. Enough with the nausea and fatigue already!

Had the first OB exam this week. Had a million questions for the midwife. Got confirmation that yes indeed, I'm actually 10 weeks along and there's really a baby growing in there. Got more overwhelming amounts of information to soak up. Now in addition to my prenatal vitamin I'm taking B6 to try and head off some of the nausea and a DHA suppliment. Have I ever mentioned how much I dislike taking pills?

I'm hoping very much that the speculum won't be making a regular appearance in these OB appointments but I have a feeling it will.

The midwife tried using the dopplar to find the heartbeat but this baby's a sneaky one. Hopefully we will have better luck at our first ultrasound next week. I'm still pulling for twins.

My belly has grown a ton in the last three days. I tried on maternity pants yesterday but they were GIGANTIC. That has me worried. Are my butt and thighs really going to get as huge as those pants would have me believe? Or is a maternity size 10 not a size 10 in real life? Maybe I've lost enough weight to be a size 8 again?

Food has been weird for me lately. I'm really sensitive to salt now. I have a really hard time with eggs for some reason. And York Pepperment Patties are out of the question. I'm still craving nothing but junk food, particularly Cheez Whiz. Must…not…give in…. I can't eat very much at one time anymore. Sometimes I'm just too nauseous to eat. I started eating and drinking graham crackers and ginger tea in the morning before I even get up. It sorta helps but I feel like it's only prolonging the inevitable. And the worst part is that I usually have to piss like a racehorse in the morning so I have to munch and hold it.

And then there's this awful summer cold. I've been hacking and coughing for days now with a nose that's juuuust runny enough to be annoying. Whatever energy I have left when I get home from work is gone when I go into my coughing fits.

Husband has been so, so, so, so awesome about picking up the slack on cooking and cleaning. He keeps telling me to sit in the chair and relax. This is not something that I do well or easily. I hope that crocheting will capture my attention enough to get over this. I might just finish that blanket yet.

I'm insanely impatient for the second trimester. I want to know the baby's sex. I want to have energy again. I want to build a gift registry. I want to start putting together the nursery! My nesting instinct is strong right now but I don't have the stamina to do anything about it.

Wow

I have so much to write. I'm going to try and do that tonight and backdate the entries. The weekend was such a blur I'm still trying to wrap my head around it all. I've got my first major checkup scheduled for next week. Some of my pants are already tight so I'm wearing a pair of my fat pants right now but they're still too big. Good thing I'm wearing a long shirt.

I just checked out the beginnings of the bump in the bathroom mirror. It looks a lot bigger from my top-down angle than it does in profile.

This morning was a struggle. I was queasy when I woke up and had a hard time eating. I only got through half of my egg. I managed to finish my oatmeal with blueberries and almonds -- barely. My whole breakfast was only 225 calories, which is about 100 less than I normally try to eat when I'm not pregnant. I'm queasy again right now so I'm slowly eating cherries to try to head it off. Still no puking though. Woo hoo!

I'm signed up at three different pregnancy websites right now but I'm super hesitant to post in any of the message boards. Once again I'm afraid of jinxing anything. I'm thinking positive! I promise! It's just hard sometimes when I'm just naturally so terrified about this whole thing.

Back to food, I need to meet with a nutritionist soon. I was maintaining my weight by eating 1200-1500 calories a day and not working out very hard. I'm going to be working out even less so I'm not sure where I'm supposed to be calorie-wise. Some of the daily serving recommendations I've seen are absolutely insane -- like who can eat 6-8 servings of whole grains in a single day? That's three per meal! Even if I could physically cram that much food into my gullet I'd end up being 400 pounds at the end of the pregnancy!

There was a good reason

I had my appointment today. Why haven't I had a period in two months?

I'M PREGNANT!
I'M PREGNANT!
I'M PREGNANT!
I'M PREGNANT!
I'M PREGNANT!

I got a whole bunch of info from one of the midwives and my husband and I took the rest of the day off to really let this set in. WOO HOO!