Foxlet: Week 13

Well, Week 13 is here, and things are still truckin’ along! Over the weekend, I went to see Ali Wong in DC (if you haven’t seen her Netflix comedy special, Baby Cobra, stop what you’re doing and go watch it NOW — it’s beyond hilarious), and it was, of course, amazing.

And, given the amount of her set that talked about her baby daughter and the perils of breastfeeding (“I don’t do it because ‘breast is best,’ I do it because breast is FREE!”), it was particularly appropriate for an audience of, well, me. Speaking of which, let’s jump into the latest and greatest with Baby Foxlet:

Foxlet’s Size: Foxlet is currently the size of a lemon!

Weight Gained: Nothing new here. I go up and down a pound or two depending on how much I’m able to eat on any given day, but am still down about 12 pounds from pre-pregnancy.

Symptoms: I don’t know why I was expecting my nausea to magically disappear once I hit week 12, since my first trimester doesn’t even technically end until I’m halfway through this week (all my pregnancy apps seem to disagree slightly on when the 2nd trimester officially takes over, so I’m gonna go with the 1/3 of 40 weeks rule).

Every time I think I can predict how I’m going to feel (or try to chance it by forgoing my nausea meds), it gets even worse. Two days ago was my low point, when (TMI warning) I threw up three times during the day, including once where I ate a banana and immediately — I mean immediately — threw it back up, and once in the bathroom at Chipotle. Womp womp.

Emotions: More of the same as well. Commercials are especially loaded content for me these days — have you seen the one for Pampers where they show the mom give birth and talk about wrapping your baby in love from the moment he’s born?? I’m getting choked up just thinking about it right now… ::sniff:

Also making me cry? Pretty much every single thing my nieces do. Yesterday, this popped up on my Timehop and I just about lost it:


Cravings: I think I might finally (finally!) be starting to experience cravings! Most of the time I still struggle just to figure out what I can fathom eating, but for the past couple of nights I’ve experienced serious hunger pangs late at night that MUST BE SATISFIED. Three nights ago this meant needing to get out of bed at 2 AM and bake up a box of Red Lobster Cheddar Bay Biscuits (thank goodness they sell the mix now!), and then proceeding to eat 4 of them in a row.

Aversions: I literally threw up trying to clean a bowl that had some of Sean’s leftover marinara dipping sauce in it, so, I’m gonna go ahead and say that tomato sauce and all tomato-sauce-laden dishes are still on my oh-no-no list. So, pizza, pasta, meatball subs, etc. And I still don’t really like eating meat at all. Aside from that, it’s just still hard for me to figure out what I want to eat at any given time, even when I know I’m hungry or that I should be eating something. 

Sleep: Sleep isn’t too bad when I take a Unisom (although it makes it pretty hard for me to get up in the morning), and is pretty fitful when I forgo the sleep aid. So, it’s not great but I’m constantly reminded how lucky I am to work from home during this time. I think I’d be even more miserable if I was tethered to an early morning waking schedule and didn’t have the flexibility to shift my work schedule by a couple hours when the need (or nausea) strikes.

Wearing: Leggings are pretty much my one-and-only right now for comfort’s sake (having anything constrictive across my stomach seems to increase my nausea so, no bueno), but all my clothes are still fitting so, aside from trying on my new maternity clothes for novelty, nothing too severe has changed there.

Missing… eating normally (still). You’d think it’d be something you’d get used to after so many weeks but…

Looking Forward to… So, I got a fetal doppler a couple weeks ago (not the best judgment call I’ve made, as it made me extremely anxious at first when I was unsurprisingly unable to find the heartbeat), and have been able to reliably find Foxlet’s heartbeat since 11 weeks, 5 days. I try not to be obsessive about it, but it does bring me a lot of joy to hear that little horse-gallop coming from inside me every now and again.

Foxlet: Week 12

Week 12 is here, hallelujah! This means I’m almost out of my first trimester (I guess that technically happens at the end of this week?) and hopefully *fingers crossed* am on my way out of these first trimester symptoms as well. I was 12 weeks on the dot yesterday, but I wanted to wait to post until after my doctor’s appointment, cause I got a new framer to show you, hehe.

That’s a real human baby in there!

Foxlet’s Size: Foxlet is currently the size of a plum, apricot, or my personal fave, a french macaron!

Weight Gained: Still down about the same amount from the beginning of my pregnancy (~13-14 pounds), so no weight gained, although I can definitely tell the shape of my body is starting to change. So no new weight seems to have packed on (yet…), but things appear to be redistributing, lol.

Symptoms: Every time I think I’m on the up and up nausea-wise, it tends to rear its ugly head. Things are still the worst in the evenings, starting around 5 PM and lasting until I go to sleep. But the daytime tends to be all right most of the time, so I’m taking what I can get!

My current most-hated symptom is actually not the nausea, but the terrible terrible terrible breaking out that is happening to my skin! I know this is like sooooooo #whitegirlprobs, but I’ve always had really clear skin, even in high school, so dealing with acne now is actually starting to affect my self-esteem. Let’s just say that glowing, I am not. Le sigh.

Emotions: Errrrm, yeah. I had a dream the other night that Sean and I got a new puppy, and then when I woke up and it wasn’t true I started bawling in bed. Also am crying every time I find Foxlet’s heartbeat on the fetal doppler at home (point of fact: I do not recommend getting a fetal doppler because I couldn’t actually find the heartbeat until 3 days ago and it was causing a lot of “Is my baby dead?!?” anxiety). Also cried at the OB’s office yesterday. Also started bawling when I started thinking about the possibility of Harry dying before Foxlet is born. Also may be getting choked up right now just typing that sentence.

Cravings: Still no specific cravings, as finding food that seems palatable is still my main mission every day. In general, I seem to prefer sweet foods to savories, and can always eat fruit, so I look forward to my future hyperactive sugar-baby.

Aversions: Some of my aversions seem to be subsiding, so that’s really good! I’ve been able to start eating french fries again (huzzah!!) although am still super turned off by the thought of pizza and most meat.

Sleep: Been battling insomnia for the past week, so I have to take a sleep aid at night (Unisom – safe for pregnancy) to help me fall asleep. Once I’m out, though, I’m pretty good at staying asleep and am still getting enough hours in at night that I’ve been able to avoid napping (for now!).

Wearing: The maternity clothes that I ordered arrived this week, so I’ve tried it all on and I kiiiind of love them. My bump is still not so much a bump as my normal bowl full of jelly + some super fun bloating, but as I mentioned above, I can tell that my shape is changing and that means that even without having gained weight, my pants are already much tighter than they used to be. Enter:

The new hotness.

I got like 3 different types of maternity shorts (over-belly, under-belly, side panel) because I’ll be my most pregnant at the hottest time of the year in Northern VA (not great panning on my part) but seeing as how it’ll be 70 degrees today, I might bust these puppies out a little bit early, gahahaha. I’m sure you’ll be seeing the rest of my maternity wardrobe very soon.

Purchases: Aside from some new clothes for me, I haven’t bought anything else new for baby yet.

Missing… nausea-free evenings.

Looking Forward to… Well, as of this time yesterday I would’ve said I was looking forward to finding out the sex of the baby. Which, obviously, I still am (VERY MUCH SO), but I thought that at my appointment yesterday I was getting a blood test that would A) screen for genetic stuff, but also B) able to tell me the sex of the baby (so early!). Weeeeell, turns out that is a different kind of test than the one I actually got, and the kind I want likely wouldn’t be covered by insurance because I’m not having a high-risk pregnancy. (Which, I get is a good thing, I know.) And without insurance would cost like $2,000. Lol.

Anyway, I’m just bummed because I thought I was going to get to find out early, and now I won’t get to know until the 20 week anatomy scan like everyone else. I know, I know, woe is me. I know this all probably sounds super dumb, but I can’t help it: I wanna knooooow! So now I’m considering going to one of those elective ultrasound places where you pay like $70 and they can tell you as early as 14 weeks (although I’d probably wait til at least 16 weeks to increase accuracy.) Does that seem stupid to pay extra money just so I can find out the sex a few weeks earlier? I mean, if we have the technology…

Okay, enough whining about that. It should go without saying that obviously my biggest hope is just for a healthy, happy baby, and so far, the docs say that everything looks exactly as it should, and Foxlet is perfectly on track for 12 weeks — yay!

Foxlet: Week 11

Welcome, welcome to your first weekly Baby Foxlet update! Read on for a rundown of how things are going now that I’m officially in Week 11!

Foxlet’s Size: According to various apps, Foxlet is the size of a lime or a profiterole!

Weight Gained: Still down about 14 pounds from the start of my pregnancy thanks to all the nausea and vomiting (to which I actually woke up this morning… a grrrrrreat start to the day!)

Symptoms: More of the same, I’m afraid. Nausea, occasional vomiting, bloating, exhaustion, and insomnia seems to be joining the fray as of last night (which I think is probably why this morning started off over the porcelain throne, lol.) The good news (!) is that the stretches in the morning when I’m not feeling nauseous seem to be getting longer — yesterday I didn’t start feeling truly heinous until about 5 PM. Progress!

Emotions: All my emotions seem to be just a little more heightened than usual… which probably means that in comparison to a “normal” person, I’m a crazy hormonal wreck, lol. But I’ve only cried like 4 times so far this week (once was in Costco, twice was in response to commercials).

Cravings: None. All food is disgusting. Blegh.

Aversions: See above. But I’m especially turned off by pizza, chicken, steak, mashed potatoes (cryyyyyy), tomato sauce, and chewy bacon (but am digging super crispy bacon, so at least that’s something.)

Sleep: I’ve been sleeping a crazy amount (last night excepted.) I’ve been averaging around 9-10 hours a night, which is great and probably the only reason that I haven’t had to take naps every afternoon. It’s also nice because when I’m asleep, I’m not nauseous!

Wearing: My normal clothes still, although my sister gave me a waistband extender for my jeans that I had to bust out last week due to all this bloating. It’s also a good thing I own literally 16 pairs of yoga leggings because they’re pretty much what I live in. I did just order a few maternity items as well

Purchases: I did a little bit of crazy-lady purchasing right at the beginning when I found out I was pregnant, but haven’t picked anything up in a while.

Missing… actually enjoying eating. Sigh.

Looking Forward to… hopefully feeling some of these symptoms subside in the next week or so (fingers crossed!), and also for my 12 week appointment a week from today!

Waiting on our owl…

Hogwarts Class of 2035!

I told you that 2017 would be full of big things! Sean and I couldn’t be more thrilled to be welcoming our little lychee (codename: Foxlet) into the world this September!


Mischief managed.