This past week was pretty good until Friday. I came down with a cold, woke up to snow, and puked after a week of no pukes. Dave was in Vegas, which made being sick over the weekend even harder. I had several emotional breakdowns over all of my misery. So much for that raved about second trimester…
My emotions have been totally nutso. Partly because I’m really sick of feeling sick and sometimes I just need to cry about it. On the flip side…cute things make me totally freak out to the point of tears. Puppies, kittens, baby elephants, Koko the gorilla meeting Mr. Rogers- Yes, this happened 15 years ago, but I was recently informed about it from John Green’s video:
And then I found out the actual episode of Mr. Roger’s Neighborhood was on hulu and made Dave watch it with me.
Total-frickin-nutcase.
How far along?
18 Weeks
Total weight gain:
10 lbs
How big is baby?
Sweet potato-sized, 5 ½ iches (head to butt)
How I’m feeling:
Got a head cold over the weekend. It was brutal. Still have the nausea and the morning pukes (I’m down to 1-2 pukes a week though!).
Maternity clothes?
Yeah…I feel like my body is so weird looking right now. I’m ready to get past the “she just looks fat” stage.
Sleep:
Same….been waking up with weird nightmares lately.
Best moment this week:
Dave feeling the baby kick!
Food cravings:
V8, avocados, salsa.
Symptoms:
Same as before.
Feeling toward Pregnancy:
Still waiting for August….
What I miss:
Cold meds.
What I am looking forward to:
Finding out boy or girl NEXT week! I’m really excited to stop calling the baby “it.”