So apparently the morning sickness is not staying in its hole for 7 weeks. Just when I thought it was gone... its come back with a vengeance. Damn it. I think it went away for a while then came back all refreshed and ready to screw me over, just like the tax man after he's been on holidays. So every day I'm nauseous (generally all day) along with all the other things that come with those pregnancy hormones. I've now become an emotional wreck (like someone from the biggest loser - I cried when a baby cried in the doctors today) and my tiredness and sore boobies have ramped up as well. Joy. Poor Joe, my whinging may have even taken over the man flu whinging (I know girls, impossible but true).
Food has become my saviour (amen) to stave off the nausea, but the only problem is I don't feel like most foods. For the first time in my life, I'm fussy about food. Just when I really need to grab the first thing to get me by. Typical. I'm finding sweet things are horrible, they generally make me feel worse. Yesterday I had a piece of blueberry tea cake (only because I was in a meeting and worried I may vomit on my colleagues and give away the big secret) and it made me feel like poo. I can only stomach savoury things like yummy quiches, pies and vegemite toast. I'm going to be the size of 2 houses. 2 houses without gestational diabetes (hopefully).
Today was my first visit to my own doctor. I love it how the doctors ask "are you happy about the pregnancy?" ha yes, we are happy but if there's anything you can do to speed it up (especially past this first trimester), it would be greatly appreciated?! Then the doctor looks relieved. I'm guessing they're not too fond of the alternative answers. So all went well at the doctors, she took my blood pressure which was excellent, my height which was shorter than I thought (disappointing as I already thought I was a short ass) and my weight which we won't discuss here, ever or anywhere. Its feeling a bit more real today and I'm wondering if thats why I'm quite teary today (omg what am I doing???) not that I'm questioning my decision, more that I'm actually wondering what I'm doing - I have no idea. At least there's enough people in my life that have, thankfully. And I told the doctor she will have to give me some guidance to which she agreed - phew. Imagine if she said no. Haha worst doctor ever. I had a blood test today and another lovely urine test which I managed to successfully get in the bottle.. and my hand and everywhere else again. I wonder if you ever get 'good' at doing a urine test? Hmmm well I'm not about to start practising.
I told my doc that I'm planning on having my baby at the birth centre. She said that they cater for low risk births and because this is my first baby and I'm over 35 (shhhh) then they can be classed as 'complications' but to see what the birth centre says. She is still happy to refer me there.
Speaking of which, the birth centre also called me today to get my medical history. I said no to everything that started with "do you have.." and it will go to the powers that be to see if I can get in. Looks like I applied early enough so should be ok if they class me as low risk. The midwife was lovely and said that if there is more than one baby at my first scan, then that will change things (hell yeah lady!). I said to her that would definitely put me in the 'heart attack' category as well as the 'mental health' category so I'm sure I'd be ruled out after that anyway.
I'm off to see Mary Poppins tonight at the theatre with the work crew. I have offered to drive so noone questions why I'm not drinking. Seems that is the hardest thing to keep from people. They all know I enjoy a beverage or two so trying to get out of it is difficult. Even at the baby shower on the weekend, I had to tell the mum-to-be I can't drink due to driving 3 hours back to Brisbane to which she replied "I was counting on you as one of my drinkers". Oh dear, I need to lay low over the next 6 weeks!
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