I started feeling a little more pregnant during this time such as some mild localized soreness (you know what I'm sayin', ladies), stuffy nose, super senses (mostly smell; I had to throw out most of my soaps and lotions because I couldn't handle scents very well), etc. Fortunately, I never had morning sickness, but I did get what I call the "evening quease." This consisted of a general unpleasant feeling in my gut from late afternoon through bedtime. My food choices, therefore, largely incorporated carbs like bread and cereal and other such bland delights. Anything greasy or fried was a no-no item. Farewell for now, fast food.
Oh, and we did tell our parents around this time, too. We decided, especially in light of the previous loss, that we would not tell siblings or others until safely (if there is such a thing) into the second trimester. All baby's grandparents were very excited for us; this will be number 10 for Jon's parents and number one on my side. Of course, it makes it that much harder to be away from family, but that's what blogs are for, right?
Perhaps one of the most special moments was during week eight, when we had the first prenatal appointment. Jon came with me to this one, and it's great he did, because we got to experience the first ultrasound. I was so very nervous that the ultrasound would reveal something tragic; it's really hard to believe one is pregnant sometimes before you can actually feel the baby, and this can cause a lot of doubt. My OB warned us that at this stage, it's still possible to not see a heartbeat but still have a viable pregnancy. However, if the heartbeat can be detected, it lowers the chance of miscarriage significantly. Thankfully, when she showed us the screen, Jon pointed out the heartbeat right away. He made comments about how tiny and fast it was. I felt like Rachel on "Friends," when she can't decipher her baby on the ultrasound and worries that it's a reflection on herself as a mother. It took a lot of pointing and squinting, but I finally saw that precious little flutter. I think.
Unfortunately, I didn't think to get pictures, so we don't have the photos from this ultrasound. Also, strangely, I can't find my belly pics from this and the next few weeks. I'm working on the latter, and if I find them, I'll post them. However, to console you viewers, here are some photos of Jon from this time period. Shockingly, they are bass-fishing pics. You can see part of our boat, too, which has provided us with many enjoyable recreational hours. Now that I'm prego, though, we're having to be more careful when riding across those waves!
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