Week 8: Shaken, not Stirred

By the end of week 8, our little embryo is actually starting to look more like a baby and less like a manatee and is approximately the size of a medium green olive. I've also started seeing some light at the end of the tunnel regarding my constant nausea! I've gone from being sick about 20 hours/day to only about 10! I attribute much of that improvement to a carb heavy diet of spaghetti Os and frozen pretzels and the miracle elixir known as Pepsi. My pants aren't exactly thanking me... It's really unfortunate that at the time when I should be eating my healthiest, I'm actually eating worse than ever... But I guess I'm not doing myself any favors by making myself sick with food. I'm sure people have done a lot worse and had normal babies. On a lighter note, here is a comparison of week 7 versus week 8... No wonder I'm so exhausted!

Week 7

Week 8

Week 7: Huh?

So, everything I've read has indicated that "Pregnancy Brain" is a symptom that is saved for the 3rd trimester... However, I have decided that in the last week, that I have turned into a total idiot. Calling it a fog is somewhat accurate, but I think that I'm just so tired that most occurrences feel like a dream. Yesterday I had this vague memory of sending an email, but I could find no record whatsoever of actually doing it... Case in point, I have totally lost my train of thought, so, my friends, I'm calling it a post and going back to my Law & Order re-runs.

Week 0-6: Reality Sets In...

Matt and I having been planning this pregnancy for quite sometime, but nothing prepares you for the second pink line on that magic stick... I couldn't believe how fast I ran through so many emotions... Confusion, disbelief, excitement, fear, and even a little resentment... And as the weeks have begun to pass, I am really starting to believe that this little monster has it out for me! I guess I should consider myself lucky that I'm not living with my head in the toilet bowl, however, it's kinda tough to count your blessings when you feel like dookie all the time... I've realized that it is actually very similar to a Crohn's attack with constipation... Yes, for those of you that have not had the pleasure of pregnancy, I have found that many times it is easier to barf than poo. I understand that most of you have also not experienced a Crohn's attack, so think of the worst hangover you have ever had... It's like that without the joy of drunken debauchery the night before. All that said, I am looking forward to the relaxing days of trimester #2.