11 weeks

Whoa, looks like he/she is at a rave.

So our little gremlin is about the size of a plum this week. It is developing its sense of smell and should be getting tastebuds soon. I can't say I envy him/her - I'm guessing the aromas in there are weird to say the least. It is getting hair and nails and will soon be demanding expensive trips to the salon. Its kidneys are starting to function and amniotic fluid is starting to collect. He/she is starting to develop gender characteristics but we'll have to wait another NINE WEEKS to find out. Suck.

Nate and I had a great time in Chicago - thank you again Tom and Jan for everything! I tell you what though, traveling pregnant is not all it's cracked up to be...I have motion sickness now. MOTION SICKNESS. Somehow I can no longer tolerate taking off, landing, or any sort of turbulence. I have to clutch Nate's arm in a death grip and repeat my mantra of 'don't vomit...don't vommmmiiiiit...' until we either flatten out or land. Also I'm not as good at walking around as I used to be...I had to sit down a lot while we were exploring. Everyone was very understanding though, so thank you all very much!

I went shopping with Nate's cousin Kilie and went a little bazonkers at the maternity store...got two pairs of jeans, some comfy pants, some shirts, a sweater or two....she just kept bringing me stuff! All I wanted was jeans, honest!!!

Other than the tiredness and nausea I felt pretty good this week. I did end up spending one night in our hotel room with a headache but otherwise was quite participatory, hooray for me! Jackson needs a Cheesecake Factory and better shopping...I re-discovered how much more fun it is to shop in an actual store than online. Oh well, maybe someday there will be another mall in my life.

vacation

yup, that's right, we're getting the heck out of dodge. Nate and I will be enjoying ourselves in the Windy City for the next five days, so I probably will not be blogging until we get back on Thursday. I'll just have to be extra funny to make up for the posts I miss while I'm gone. In the meantime, here's a way cooler 10 week photo:


It has ears! It's almost like there's a real person in there or something. Madness.

10 weeks

a photo:


All these pictures are looking pretty similar to me, just different angles. Hm....suspicious.

We officially have a fetus now, wahoo! It can make a fist, it's head is about 1/2 the length of it's body and it is about 1 1/2 inches long. Apparently it's started wiggling around a bit but is still too small for me to feel it.

Not much else to report I guess, just building a baby and all the fun that comes with it.

fetus week

Week 10 is when the gremlin will officially change from an embryo (I think) to a fetus. They grow up so fast *sniff*....

Had a bad night last night. It turns out that reading on the bus leads to car sickness which leads to general nausea which leads to being very unpleasant to be around. Thank goodness we got takeout in a timely fashion and cleared that nasty pukiness right up. I did have a lingering headache though and went to bed early. I'm definitely looking forward to the 2nd trimester when (hopefully) I won't be quite so tired and I'll be able to pop a Tylenol when I get a headache. I know, I *could* take one now but I'm doing my best to make it to 12 weeks without any drugs, just to be on the safe side.

I have my 2nd yoga class tonight, hooray for stretching! Ingrid is feeling better so I hope she'll be attending...I felt a little out of my element not knowing anyone last week. I still plan on sitting at the back of the class though; I don't need any extra eyes on my butt.

fancy new header

I have put a fancy new header on the top here. Pretty sweet, eh?

Sorry to go on and on about my weight, but I swear my stomach is getting bigger EVERY DAY. It's really quite amazing. This morning I put on a flowy drapey t-shirt and you can pretty clearly see the outline of my bump, or belly, or baby, or whatever b-word you'd like to use. I'd like to avoid the 3-letter f-word though, thank you very much.

Not much else to report other than the powers that be decided that the water line to my building needed work yesterday. There are three pregnant women in the building and they decide to render the toilets inoperable for an entire day.

Unacceptable.

looking pregnant-er

I have gained some weight. It still looks (to me) like I'm just getting fat, but sometimes I'll walk by a mirror and surprise myself with my pregnant-ocity. I'm only gaining in my stomach, which is good (right?) - my pants and skirts still fit except for in the belly so at least my butt and legs aren't gaining too much. It's weird how your body knows where to send those extra calories. I know that some women make it to five months or so without showing or putting on any weight at all, but it looks like I am not going to be one of those women. Just not the right metabolism I suppose. Or possibly it's the chocolate milk?

I think I may dye my hair back to brown as soon as we get out of the first trimester here - I want to minimize my exposure during the incubation phase but something has to be done about it now. Between the roots, the oranger stuff on top, the redder stuff on the bottom and the blackish stuff underneath it looks like my head was tie-dyed by overenthusiastic colorblind hippies. I'd really like to get in before we go to Chicago on Saturday but that's still only 10 weeks so I guess I'll just have to hit up the big city looking like a hair experiment gone wrong. *sigh*

No sign of heartburn or nausea, just the constant hunger and the stupid hormone soup still! I asked the dr. if there was anything to be done about the roller-coaster and he pretty much said 'No, deal with it' but a lot nicer.

K, off to make some gluten free blueberry pancakes....mmmmmm.......

yoga

Whoa, two posts in one day. This is getting serious.

On Wednesday after work I went to my first pre-natal yoga class. There was one other woman who looked to be in the early stages but everyone else looked as if they were about 7 or 8 months along.

It was embarrassing. These women who have put on anywhere from 30-50 lbs in the past few months were so much more flexible than I was (and likely still am today. I probably did not gain that much stretchiness in one session). With my legs out in front of me in a 'V' shape I can barely get my upper body to less than a 90 degree angle...I'm guessing I topped out at about 81 degrees to the floor. One of the super pregnant women had her belly in the floor and looked like she practically had her head all the way down too.

Thank goodness I was in the back of the class so I couldn't hear the giggles. Next week I should have some moral support if Ingrid is over her cold.

My favorite part of the class was the very end when we just got to lay there for 5 minutes relaxing with our breathing. I also enjoyed the Haagen Daaz bar I treated myself to after class a great deal...and before you get all 'junk food!' on me, my mom sent me an article about chocolate being good for pregnant women and how it helps to prevent preeclampsia. So I'm just watching out for my health.

Neener neener neener.

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