Hormones are doing a number on me lately. I am quiet in general lately because I don’t want to piss anyone off nor do I want to get pissed off. I’d say I don’t know what the deal is, but obviously, hormones. Den has started glaring at me and asking me when I’m going to get out of this stage. I wish I knew. I am cranky as hell, and I don’t like it!<\/p>\n
I am a little surprized I haven’t gained any weight yet (maybe a pound, but it’s been consistent for the past few weeks). Though perhaps I shouldn’t be, the nausea is keeping my eating in check. Tonight I was hungry and kept looking through the fridge and cupboards. and it went like this, “Ohhh, this?” *gag* “Okay… this?” *gag* “Well fine. How about this…” *gag* “WTF!” I finally pulled out some yogurt cups. Apparently that was acceptable.<\/p>\n
I have been feeling some of what feels like<\/i> baby kicks. But I know they’re not.<\/i> Anterior placenta, people. Not-even-13-weeks. And the “feelings” are dead center. Fucking gas. And yes, usually seconds later I hear gurrrggggllleeeee. Gas bubbles. And even though I know that, I still have this moment of, “Whoa, that felt like…” I mean, it feels REALLY similar.<\/p>\n
I’m going to speak very very softly here, so as not to jinx myself, but I think I might be feeling a tiny bit more energy. I actually cleaned up my kitchen today. Please please please let me be getting my second wind here… I neeeeed to clean my house.<\/p>\n
At work today I was tugging down my sweater, muttering. “I think my sweater shrunk.” My coworker snorted at me. “Girl, the sweater didn’t shrink.” Well… well… it feels<\/i> like it. Maybe these sweaters aren’t going to last me quite as long as I thought. (But I still say it shrunk a little… I did just wash it for the first time.)<\/p>\n
I have to admit I am enjoying myself a little more now that the paranoia has eased. Those first few weeks… sucked. There really is no other way to put it. I mean, so so grateful to be pregnant, but terrified every single day. I don’t think I realized how tight I was wound until the days came that I was able to exhale a little bit.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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