Baby is the size of a: Sweet pea
Growing like crazy, baby is starting to sprout eyes, ears, nose, cheeks and chin. Those little hands and feet- still webbed like paddles- might wiggle by week’s end, the heart is beating (almost twice as fast as yours!), and blood is starting to circulate.
This week was a weird one. I woke up on Monday totally expecting to feel like crap. Most of my friends told me that it was week 6 when their symptoms really started to show up. But I think I had just the opposite. Everything was gone. No sore boobs, no nausea, not crazy sense of smell…I didn’t even really have to go to the bathroom that much. And of course I was freaked out. For all the things we had to go through to get pregnant I think my concern that something will happen to the baby is so much greater. I’m so scared that something will happen to AP. I just keep praying that he/she is ok and trusting God and my body to keep things moving in the right direction.
This week I also had to go to an offsite for 3 days with the last day being at a vineyard where our team made our own wine. That was fun. I don’t know how many times I had to tell people I didn’t like red wine. Right. People have to be suspecting things.
On Thursday we had our 1st ultrasound. I was a wreck the whole day. This was the day they would officially confirm the pregnancy and let us know how many babies were in there exactly. Of course when I woke up Thursday morning I’d basically convinced myself my dr wouldn’t be able to find anything on the screen because I still had no symptoms but ironically started to feel better about things when I got to work and just started to get a tiny bit of nausea. I should also note that Chris has been so great during all of this. He keeps reminding me that we are just taking things one step at a time. No need to worry too far about things in the future.
And thankfully everything turned out just right.
Dr. Barbieri told me I was “definitely” pregnant (with just one baby) and we saw the yolk, the baby and the little tiny heart beating. Baby Mattocks measured at 6 weeks 2 days which was just about right because based on my cycle I was at 6 weeks 3 days. His/Her heart beat was a healthy 118 BPM which was exactly where it was suppose to be. It was pretty crazy to hear that heartbeat. Even Chris got up out of the chair and got close up to the monitor to see everything. I mean, there’s a living human instead of my belly. Pretty freaking amazing.
I talked to my dr about my lack of symptoms and her theory is that people who have a hard time getting pregnant deserve the easiest pregnancy and that people who look at each other and are pregnant deserve all the sickness and misery. I’ll definitely take that. She also said that if I still wasn’t feeling sick in a week to give her a call and they would do another ultrasound.
But of course I woke up Friday finally feeling a few more symptoms. Nothing horrible but now I have just a constant feeling of queasiness. No throwing up yet but we’ll see. Oh and we told some friends yesterday – Craig, Johnny, Jessie, Lauren, Sunny & Andy. We were going to wait a little longer but it’s hard to keep this kind of thing quiet. And I know we’re not suppose to tell people until 12 weeks but if something does happen to this baby these would be the people who we’d tell and ask support from. Plus then I don’t have to be all sneaky about drinking water. But I guess I did do a pretty good job of hiding it because at one point during dinner I was laughing around (at something Craig said) and she thought, “oh man, Whitney’s tossed.”
Other notable things about this week – I think I don’t like dairy. Every time I eat it I feel worse. Yogurt, cheese, milk…all sound gross. But really, so does most other food so who knows. I have been horrible about eating vegetables too. My goal for next week is to at least get some peas and peppers into me.
Workouts – barely anything. On Monday and Tuesday I was able to come home from the offsites and get some cardio on the bike and walking in. I also did a Jillian. Wed, Thurs and Friday I didn’t work out at all although I did go on walks with Chance. Oh and I found out from my dr that I can’t do any situps or ab type exercises or squats because my ovaries are swollen from the clomid and they could possibly twist on themselves if I got into the wrong position. Clearly I don’t want that to happen so pilates is going on the back burner utill I’m cleared.
Oh and finally, one of my favorite moments of this week was Chris. We got home last night and I was still telling him I was nervous about how much longer we had to go before we made it to the 2nd trimester and he just told me that nothing was going to happen. That everything was going to be ok. Hearing my husband have so much faith/confidence just really helped/touched me :)