14 Weeks

Orange you glad to see me?

This week 3BB is the size of an orange! And growing like a weed. My uterus is the size of a small melon! And I’m officially in the second trimester and FOURTH month!

Although you still can’t really tell on my person.

Which is fine, only because I really don’t want to have to buy a lot of maternity clothes. I’m hoping since we’re still working from home (and are until at least mid-October at this point) that I can hold off with what I have. My shorts still fit and as it gets cooler here, I move to stretchy pants, which will be very forgiving. And then hopefully we will only back in the office a few days a week and I can rotate between like 3-4 outfits until February. 

I still haven’t shopped for maternity bras. I’m kind of waiting until my current ones are just totally uncomfortable. Because again, I don’t want to have to buy 5 different sizes. Again, since I’m just sitting at home, I don’t need anything all that supportive.

(Oddly, in non-pregnant days, I just wouldn’t even wear a bra. But pregnancy boobs are heavy and sensitive, so I actually find myself wanting to wear a bra for my girls.)

This week 3BB has reminded me HEY, YOU ARE PREGNANT! Just in case I was too cocky about entering the the second trimester and hopefully feeling better. I have not at all. Here are the things that have occurred this week, just to remind me I am indeed pregnant (as if I could forget, 3BB!)

• I had a horrible migraine Sunday that literally had me in bed all day. I woke up to eat, so I wouldn’t be nauseous on top of it, and then took a Unisom and went back to sleep until evening. It was miserable. And because I am pregnant (SEE, 3BB, I TOLD YOU I COULDN’T FORGET) I can only take Tylenol. Which works about as much as tic tacs.
• Nausea has come back in full force. While I kind of appreciate it because it tells me 3BB is still in there and growing and alive, I also don’t need the nausea to be WORSE. I was used to the evening nausea, we don’t need to add back in the all-day nausea, 3BB. 
• Because of the nausea, I haven’t been able to eat much. I have days where my appetite is out of control and I want to eat anything, and then I have days like yesterday where I could only stomach English muffins with butter.
• To go along with the nausea, the gagging has gotten worse. I keep barfing after I brush my teeth and now I have moments where I’ll just be sitting down watching TV, and the thought of something will make me gag. It’s as pleasant as it sounds.
• Food cravings. We all know the exaggerated depiction of pregnant ladies and their cravings. I always thought they were exaggerated. I’m here to tell you THEY ARE NOT. On Friday I wanted Taco Bell crunchy tacos. Not soft. Not homemade crunchy tacos, they had to be Taco Bell’s. So I drove my ass through the drive through and ordered myself a party pack of crunchy tacos. It was 10,000% worth it.

Thankfully my energy is back to pre-pregnancy levels, so that is helpful to actually be able to get things done (when migraines and nausea aren’t killing me slowly). But to go with that, I now have insomnia. I haven’t been to bed before 2 AM at all this week. I try to go to bed earlier, and then just toss and turn, so I’ve just decided to stay up and then read until I get really, really tired. Just preparing me, aren’t you 3BB?

Other than that, it’s been a pretty uneventful week. HA!

Stay tuned because next week we’ll have a sex reveal post, since I’ll have the results of my fetal DNA test and know the sex of 3BB!

And here, just because, is just a photo of Sammi sleeping in a carboard box.

#3BBOnBoard