Well, I’m six weeks in and my little one is the size of a
sweet pea. The dry-heaving has
started. This time around because of the
hernia surgery I’m physically incapable of vomiting, but it doesn’t stop the
wretching and convulsing…not fun!
I’m exhausted more often than not, but otherwise everything
is going smoothly. I have a doctor’s
appointment in a couple of weeks…complete with ultrasound. I get to see my little JuJuBee (Kenny’s idea
for a nickname)! I’m always excited for
ultrasounds and this one will be no different.
I get worried from time to time. With my IBS out of control (as per usual) I
get all kinds of random abdominal pain.
I usually chalk it up to gas, which is more often than not the
case. Now, if I feel a new pain I haven’t
experienced before I worry about the baby.
I guess it’s only natural. This
early on I always feel like nothing’s happening, even though I know even as I
type this my body is furiously creating a bundle of joy.
No cravings or aversions yet, so that’s a plus. I’m always cold, though! Like, more than usual and if you know me,
that’s saying something! I keep telling
Kenny we have to go Fuzzy Socks shopping.
I can only find one pair of Christmas Fuzzy Socks and I’m living in them
right now!
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