Phew. Week 6 was a tough one. I didn't want to be anywhere except in my bed, curled up with a book, a TV and my dogs. First, I was exhausted. All I wanted to do was sleep. All. Day. Long. I got the really bad "nap time" feeling around 11am and 2pm every day at work. I did get lucky and I was able to pass off a work trip I was supposed to do in two weeks to a co-worker. I didn't have to explain anything, just said I was overwhelmed by the amount of travel I had done recently. Worked great! It also wasn't a lie.
I spent this week in a battle against food. I would wake up slightly nauseous, eat breakfast and drink water. I would feel better for an hour and then feel nauseous again. I would eat something again and go through the same process...4 times a day. I think I already mentioned my pregnant friend suggested small meals every 2 hours and I wanted to smack her for it, right? Ok, right, that was in my misery post earlier this week. Mostly this week I stayed away from anyone except my husband and chatted online a bit. It was my only way to get through. By chatting, I mean whining, of course.
To add to this week's misery, my husband found out he has a problem with his esophagus. He made an appointment for November 5th to get it taken care of. Until then, he is on a soft foods diet - since he has a hard time swallowing anything like meat, rice or pasta. We are two sad sacks right now, that's for sure.
We have a family wedding next weekend. I'm worried about not feeling great/hiding the fact that I'm not drinking/hiding my fat lump of a belly. I'm hoping I can talk the bartender into giving me a Sprite and Vodka, hold the Vodka and he "gets" it. The last time I asked a bartender to do something like that she said, "I don't understand what you want from me." Seriously. I want you to make me a drink that makes it look like I'm drinking even if I'm not. Has no one ever asked you to do this before? Sheesh. End rant.
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How far along?: 7 weeks
Total weight gain/loss: Not sure
The Bump: Bloat. I am worried I'm going to have a hard time hiding this thing come 10-12 weeks....
What I’m excited about/looking forward to: This is finally the week when we will have our prenatal visit! I can't wait. I'm pretty sure we'll be able to get a transvaginal sonogram that might allow us to see our little blueberry. If nothing else, we will get to hear the heartbeat. That's fantastic.
Maternity Clothes: I'm still wearing my size 10 jeans and work pants. I'm trying to layer and the weather we are having is helping. Leggings, dresses, sweaters, repeat.
Symptoms: Nausea, exhaustion, continued achy boobs.
Belly Button in or out?: In.
Food Cravings/Aversions: Aversions: Meat. Cravings: Carbs.
Milestones: Seven weeks!
2 comments:
Seriously? How could a bartender not get that?
I had no idea hiding pregnancy was so hard! But I guess drinking situations do come up, and you've got to do what you can to keep the secret going.
I'm starting to think I need to drink around my family more though--sounds like a good way to curb the "when are you having kids" questions! :)
I'm sorry you've been feeling so sick - I got sick every night after dinner / before bed. I wanted to smack people that told me to eat more frequently, too - but even forcing down just a few crackers seemed to help take the edge off. Also, we went to a wedding early on in my 1st tri, and the bartenders didn't understand that I wanted a sprite with some grenadine in a "fancy" glass (aka so people would think it was a vodka soda on the rocks or whatever) - hubs had to take matters into his own hands at one point and pour it into a non-soda glass. :)
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