Foxlet: 14 Weeks

Ahhhh, week 14! This update is coming at you a bit belatedly due to all the extra vomiting and terribleness that has plagued me for the past few days. Luckily (*knocks on wood*), yesterday seemed to be a turning point where I was able to go the entire day without feeling super nauseous AND was even able to eat an entire Egg McMuffin meal to boot. I can’t even remember the last time I ate anything that you could call an actual “meal” so this is a real boon!

I had an Elite Event last night, too, so it finally gave me an excuse to get out of the house, wear makeup, and not look like a total sorry-for-myself butt. Huzzah!

Foxlet’s Size: Foxlet is currently the size of a nectarine, or a donut!

Weight Gained: Feeling like a broken record, but nothing has changed here. In fact, the few pounds it looked like I had re-gained last week have disappeared again, so I’m back to about 15 pounds down from my pre-pregnancy weight. Who knew that this was the weight-loss solution I’ve been searching for my whole life!

Symptoms: Cross your fingers for me that I really am in the homestretch of my “morning” sickness and nausea! It’s hard to predict, because one day I’ll think that I’m turning a corner, and then the next day I’ll be crouched over my porcelain throne for 25% of the day, but yesterday was my first legitimately good day since, um, week 4. Please, pleeeeeeease let this awful stage of baking this little cinnamon bun be over!

Aside from that, I’ve mainly been experiencing exhaustion, some round ligament pain as my uterus is growing and stretching, and of course…

Emotions: Unsurprisingly, I’m a huge, ridiculous mess when it comes to watching movies these days. I went to see Beauty & the Beast with Ben & Tay and cried sooooo much (also, I loved it!). I mean, like, literally as soon as it transitioned from the Disney intro with the castle into the classic opening theme, I was already a wreck (it was such a seamless transition!).

I also re-watched Moana for the first time since seeing it in the theatres and was destroyed multiple times. God, it’s so good. Like, I’m legitimately getting teary just thinking about it again now.

Cravings: No super strong cravings yet, although last night when I ate my post-event Egg McMuffin, I wanted another one, so I’m going to chalk that up as a kind of craving? Mainly I just want to celebrate that I ate a real thing! And still wanted more! What a novel feeling after the past couple months!

Aversions: Red sauce is still the bane of my existence, and I still have that know-I-should-eat-something-but-just-can’t-fathom-putting-anything-in-my-mouth feeling more often than not. I just stare into my open refrigerator, breathing through my mouth because the smells emanating from the fridge are a little bit much, wracked with indecision.

Sleep: Still vacillating between being a sleep monster and an insomniac. The night before last I went to bed at 9:30 and didn’t get out of bed until… 9:30. And then also took a nap from 2 to 4. The night before that, I could hardly sleep at all.

Wearing: I tried to wear jeans to my Elite Event last night and had to bust out the wide waistband extender, so I think my decision to primarily wear leggings and dresses is still a good one.

Missing… being carnivorous. I guess it’s not really a bad thing, but my meat consumption is way, way down and I do miss the idea of a delicious steak (even if I’m not missing steak itself.)

Looking Forward to… God-willing, being over this nauseous, sad-sack side of pregnancy and hopefully on my way to the whole joyous, glowing, wonderful second-trimester stuff I keep hearing about!

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!