I’ll go ahead an admit up front that I did not plan to post tonight. I logged on to look at my first trimester posts from Mallory because I could swear that I feel worse this time. Wrong. But I figured that while I was here I would give an update.
I knew that Johnathan put up the ultrasound picture. What I didn’t know was that he didn’t follow the instructions to actually post about the doctor appointment. Men. So here’s the skinny. We measured right on track (6 weeks and 5 days). It was really cool to see the heartbeat. My old doctor didn’t have an ultrasound machine so we didn’t get a heartbeat confirmation until the 10th or 11th week for Mallory. I can also say what a relief it was to see that little flashing light and to know that he/she was in the right place. I did have a cyst, which she said was normal, but we’ll keep an eye on it. That may translate to more ultrasounds. Cool! We go back on the 30th. I promise that I will personally let you know how it goes…since apparently my husband won’t. :)
Now, back to why I’m on the site tonight. Just like with Mallory, no puking. I just really feel like it. I am taking B6, as recommended by my doctor and multiple websites, but I don’t know that it’s helping. Admittedly, I’m scared to stop taking it for fear that it actually is helping, and I just don’t know how bad I could feel. What is different from Mallory is that I have found no aversions yet. Still loving my coffee (only one cup a day, don’t wig out on me). And although the thought of chicken is kind of gross, I haven’t had any trouble eating it yet. I read that I had trouble with proteins (totally forgot that I did protein shakes the first time around), but no such problem this time. I am exhausted, of course. There has been one incident of me making myself stay up until 8:30. It’s 8:45 right now. Once I’m done here, I’m done for the night.
My belly is getting bigger. I’m at that awkward stage where I’m not ready for maternity pants (yes, I have tried them), but my normal pants are really uncomfortable by the end of the day. I look forward the maternity clothes…mostly because I want people to know that I’m pregnant not just “packing on a few extra pounds”.
Kylie is doing well. She is getting a serious case of senior-itis. Let me just say that it’s a good thing she doesn’t need this math to graduate. :) She did score high enough on the ACT to get the scholarship and has been notified of a state grant that she was approved for. It seems like things are falling into place. She decided not to play tennis this year for some reason, but she picked up lacross in its place. We went to watch her play on Saturday, but she had already rolled her ankle and was sidelined with an ice pack by the time we got there. Nice big knot on the outside of her ankle. She’s getting around on it fine (sometimes better than others). And she is going to go see her family for Spring Break. Hopefully, that will be a good, fun trip for her.
Mallory is a mess. She’s getting so grown up…and is very opinionated. She’s very shy though. Once she has been around someone for a few minutes, she’s fine. But that initial greeting is difficult because she wants to be held and bury her face in your neck. Not really sure what to do about that. Between day care, church nursery and small group meetings at our house, she gets plenty of socialization. Maybe she’ll just grown out of it. Johnathan put her to bed tonight. She has a fever so we’ll be calling the doctor in the morning. I found one of her tubes recently, so I know she has lost at least one. I wouldn’t doubt if we are dealing with an ear infection. At least it’s March and the cold season is about over.
Johnathan worked really hard in the yard this weekend. We got an awesome deal on trees a couple of weeks ago so we bought 12 (seriously good deal). They were delivered on Friday. After all of our running around on Saturday, he mowed, Kylie and I weeded the flower beds, Kylie spread the mulch and Johnathan planted 3 trees. Since I’m sure you guys can do simple math, that left 9 trees to plant after church today. But he got it done. The only casualty was the skin on his forehead…sunburn.