Wow. Those days in the beginning, where I was feeling especially tired or nauseated, seemed to consume me. I thought I'd never see the light at the end of the first trimester tunnel. I've been luckier than most, but it hasn't been a cakewalk.
I had my first real appointment on Friday, Black Friday. This was one of the weight, blood pressure, heart beat checks. Weight, up 2 pounds. The only pounds I've gained so far--whew. A lady I work with today scared the crap out of me by saying she gained 75 pounds with both of her pregnancies. IN THE FIRST TRIMESTER. Oh my weeerd.
Blood pressure also good, well the second time. I really don't like those darn automatic BP checkers. They hurt! So done manually my BP was totally normal.
Heart beat also good. 162 bpm.
Then came Sunday night and more spotting. Not spotting like it had been before. So of course the worry set in again.
Sent a message to the nurses Monday morning and heard back around noon. Went in for another heartbeat check after work. Yes, another one...three days from the first one. I totally felt like a heel. But I know I need to get over that. I'm doing what's best for me and for baby.
Heartbeat on Monday was 180. Active little bugga. So things are going well here. I totally don't feel pregnant. There's a big disconnect between what I see/hear at the doctor's office and what I feel in my body. I suppose I should enjoy this now, the peace and normal feeling.
Next appointment is with my NP. I don't know what to expect. I wish I knew more what to expect. It's not until just before Christmas though, lots of time to do some research.
Come January we find out the gender. Let's hope bugga cooperates. I've been told to make some of my liquid orange juice so they'll hopefully be a bit more active.
Second trimester is close. So close. I know it does not eliminate any real problems but when my risk of miscarriage falls by a huge percentage, I can't help but get excited.