Sprout Update

Our first ultrasound was last Thursday. 

I didn't really expect to be nervous leading up to it, because this time I've been spared that anxious feeling, for the most part. Granted, during the first couple of weeks it didn't feel real, at all, but I wasn't afraid like I thought I would be. 

But yeah, in the hours leading up to the appointment? Complete freaking basket case. 

All was well, though. I thought about posting a picture, but there wasn't a whole lot to see. Sprout was hiding in the corner of the yolk sac, so all you really see is the sac. But everything measured right on track, based on ovulation. And the heartbeat! 125 beautiful beats per minute. I didn't cry, but I also couldn't stop smiling. 

So, our next ultrasound is scheduled for March 21st. As long as everything is still on track, I'll graduate from the RE at that point. I'm a little sad that my RE isn't going to be at my next appointment (he's on spring break, go figure), and kind of nervous about seeing a completely different doctor for my very last appointment, but it is what it is. 

Also, I got my appointment with the midwife scheduled for the 19th. Which seems strange to me, but I don't think you cover a whole lot during that first appointment anyway. It just means they'll have to wait a couple of days to have my records sent over from the clinic, since they're going to want record of that last ultrasound. 

And me? 

Well. 

I'm alive, and I love my baby, and I definitely feel pregnant. And by pregnant, I mean I feel kind of gross most of the time. 

Now, I've been trying reallyreallyreally hard to not complain. I mean, this is what I've been working for for the last THREE years. It's all I thought about. It's the only thing I wanted. 

And now, I feel like hell. It could be much worse, but at this point I'm super jealous of BFF, who keeps telling me how she never really felt bad. Just tired. She never got nauseous, never threw up, didn't start to get achy until she hit third trimester... And I'm jealous. 

Now, I'm not throwing up. I've come really close several times, and there are times I'll stay nauseated for hours at a time, where nothing really helps. And those times, so far, have all happened at work. Where there's nothing I can do, really, except hope it passes quickly. Also? Nothing really helps completely. Ginger candy or tea helps while I'm actually eating/drinking. Same thing for peppermint. I can eat a snack, which might help or may just make everything worse. 

So for now, I'm dealing. Sleeping more, eating a little more, but otherwise I'm okay. 

I also started a separate blog for Sprout, but I haven't posted over there yet.