9.5 Weeks

December 12th - 9.5 Weeks

So the morning/all day long sickness has kept me off the computer most of the time. My days are all about what my next meal is going to be. Usually breakfast is the biggest meal. Chris brings me toast with cream cheese before I even get out of bed. I eat that in bed, then get up and head straight to the kitchen to make something warm to eat, usually eggs or some type of hot soup. Then when I get to work, I head to the commissary and get either fruits with yogurt, or if I'm really hungry...a breakfast burrito.

By 11:30, I'm ready for a snack. I try to bring fresh fruits or some cooked leafy greens to get my vitamin C. Then about 12:30, my co-workers will ask "what does the baby want to eat today?"...So far the requests have been IN & OUT Burger, Thai, Greek, Chinese. Everyday is another culinary adventure for the baby.

Around 3:30, It's time to finish my lunch left over, or try to find more snacks or food in the building. I'll need this extra meal so I'm not hungry when I'm driving home. Can't even imagine being stuck in traffic without any food. I'd probably pull off the nearest exit to feed that hunger.

Surprisingly, I've only put on about 3 lbs. I do feel proud of the fact that I try to eat very healthy and as natural as possible. I'm also sticking very closely to what not to eat. I do miss bacon...and ham...and oh...sushi.....

Emotionally I feel good. I have been feeling more emotional and sensitive at times. The only frustration I've experienced are results of being too tired to talk. The urgency of shutting my eyes when that fatigue hits you is so intense, you just can't fight it. I often say to Chris "please stop asking questions". My brain just doesn't have enough blood circulating to it to form a sentence sometimes.

At our second ultrasound, we got to not only see something that looks a lot more like a baby. We got to hear the heart beat! AT 187 beats per minute, it sounded strong and rhythmic. When we saw the photo, we knew what we'll be giving our parents this Chrismas.