Yesterday we had our 1st real prenatal appointment. After waiting about 15 minutes, we were taken back to the ultrasound room. The tech used the vaginal wand (normal when it's so early in a pregnancy) and right away, there was our baby! My eyes went straight to his (or her. It doesn't matter to us) little flickering heart. I was so speechless, and B grabbed my hand. The tech went over the little parts on the screen, and then suddenly turned on the doppler and we could hear the heart beat!! It was amazing. So amazing. Baby was at 165bpm at first, and then went up to 171 at the end of the appointment. B took out his phone and recorded the sound, which is now his ringtone (he's so smitten). I'm just so amazed and in awe. I've been really scared, and honestly kinda detached this whole time, and actually seeing the little babe and hearing the heartbeat made this so much more real and joyful. It's like, we made a beating heart. Our little bean :)
My sense of smell has gotten out of hand. I can't stand the smell of the outside, the dog, or anything scented (my shampoo, husbands body wash that I previously LOVED, etc). It's frustrating, especially because B leaves so soon, I should be taking in his smells, not avoiding them!
I still can't eat anything that I normally could. If it is grown, I can't look at it. My nutrients have been coming from my prenatal vitamin, because God knows there's nothing of value in crackers, rice, and pasta.
I crave water. Room temp, cold, warm, I don't care. I can't drink enough. And I had a lemonade from Chik-fil-a yesterday that MADE my life.
Still loving salty things. I don't feel the need to eat something salty, but when I do it's like, "Ya. That was good!"
Our house is a mess. Between B packing and me being sick, I haven't given the house it's normal cleaning in, oh, a month. It makes my soul cry to see dust bunnies under the couch.
My weight is still down 5 pounds.
I'm wondering when I'll start to show. My bet is later than "normal". TMI, but back in HS I had a ovarian cyst the size of a freakin' grapefruit, and I was only 100 pounds. If that thing can hide, I'm thinking my baby will too.