I was talking to C on the phone this morning…he calls multiple times, every day, just to see how I’m feeling (i.e. if I’ve puked lately). Totally out of character for him. 🙂
At any rate, I said to him, “Can you believe I’m 8 weeks along already? We’re 1/5 of the way to meeting this baby!”
… silence …
LOL, it was a little shocking to him that although Christmas seems ages away, it will be here before we know it!
I’m still really nauseous, though at least I’m holding down a few foods the past two days.
*Toasted bagels with whipped plain cream cheese.
*scrambled eggs on dry toast (some days)
*fruit (mainly strawberries and Cuties)
*natural cheetos puffs (weird, but I LOVE them lately)
I can only eat a tiny amount at a time or it comes back up. I have to at least TRY to eat every couple of hrs or I’m definitely going to puke. Tuesday I kept down nothing. Zero, zilch, rien, nada…so at least I’m doing better than that!
The upside to this horrid “diet” is that even after eating to my heart’s content from 4w-6w4d, I’m now only up 1.2# after 4w – I think 1#/month is what they recommend right now, so I’m happy with that. I would still rather be happily, easily eating right now – don’t get me wrong! (*edited – just realized I dropped to 161# the official day of the BFP, not 162. whatever, i’m not up much, so I’m fine with that)
Insomnia has also kicked in full force (C and I are actually discussing sleeping in separate rooms in the meantime it’s so bad!). Insomnia + fatigue + nausea = cranky, grateful, thankful me.
Now if I could just get motivated to get out of bed and take my 8 week belly pic!