This cycle of weekly ultrasounds is going to send me to an early grave. Every Friday is the same- I wake up with nausea and overwhelming nervousness, too sick to eat breakfast, too sick to think about anything else but having my life ruined with one wave of a magic ultrasound wand. I get to the RE's office and in two seconds the ultrasound is finished and all is right with the world...until next week. We are happy for about 3 days then towards mid- week the cycle begins again. Depression, nervousness, crying...until a heartbeat is re-confirmed and all is good again. I get to do this at least 6 more times until December- awesome!! But I really can't complain, it is a good problem to have because it means I'm pregnant and things are progressing.
This morning I saw a heartbeat flicker from the little peanut on the ultrasound monitor. We've been here before, but I have to believe that this time is different. I hope this time is different.
I have been sick in the mornings lately, and at about 10am like clockwork it goes away. The fatigue at this stage is getting worse, I am so tired and if I'm up past 9pm I slur my words and get glassy eyed like I'm drunk. My appetite is up and down- I don't know what I want to eat most of the time, but am so hungry. Nothing really appeals to me and I don't have any cravings..yet. Those are most of the symptoms so far, and like I said, I can't really complain because I'm just lucky to have them.
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