Just the Facts:
Weeks pregnant: 14 weeks, 1 day
Gain: -3 overall
Size of the baby: 3.4 inches. Like a lemon.
Weight: 1.5 ounces
Other pregnancy related crap:
Emotional crap: If I say “not much” here this week does that make me a heartless person? I have just been kind of … surviving this week.
Physical crap: The hormone headaches have picked up more… probably 4-5 days out of this week have been headachey. And not like “ooh my head is a little throbby” but like “my head is being split open with an axe.”
Also, can you be ravenous for water? I’ve been like … ravenous for water, at night only. I drink it throughout the day like a normal person, but at night, I drink glass after glass after glass. Two nights ago I drank SIX glasses before bed. SIX. That is not six cups. That is 12 cups of water. 12 cups!!!
The fun physical thing this week is I really seem to have “popped”… which means I don’t just look pregnant in the evenings. I look pregnant all day. Which is cool. And fun.
What I want to devour: Still getting back into normal foods… salad is good. Kiwis. Some cheese. Still not feeling the meat much. I made salmon and it was great. Made it again and I didn’t even want to taste it the second time. So still hit or miss but improving. I did make that jalapeno cheddar cornbread and I ate a lot of it. But put the leftovers in the fridge and haven’t touched them. They’ll get thrown out. It seems like with my “bad” cravings, once I get it out of my system, I’m over it. That’s good. I made more lemon potatoes this week.
What makes me want to hurl: bread, meat, too-sweet fruit…
Supplements: Prenatal vitamin, calcium that has a little bit of Vitamin D in it. Vitamin D3, Fish Oil.
Activity/Training: See headaches, above. Skull-splitting headaches.
Boy/Girl? Boy. Joni said she needs to touch me to make her prediction… she apparently has really high accuracy rates so I’ll see if I can get her to feel my uterus at La Leche League this Tuesday.
Baby prep: None
Tandem nursing / BOOBS:
For some reason my left nipple is hurting a lot when Anneliese latches on. Not the right though. And my breasts are sore. I don’t think it’s anything like thrush or any of that… just feels like hormones. Or it could just be because it’s been a teething/clingy week for Anneliese.
Maybe later. It’s way past my bedtime.