Nine Weeks

I entered my third month of pregnancy this week. Which is so weird seeing as I’ve really only known I’ve been pregnant for about five weeks. 

This week 3BB is the size of a green olive. Like the ones you have in a dirty martini. Something I would really like to be drinking right now. It would taste much better than water.

This week I officially graduated from my fertility clinic and they turned me over to my OB. I had my first OB appointment on Wednesday and it went really well.

I chose the midwife practice because I have been seeing a midwife for almost 15 years for all my lady-part needs. My midwife couldn’t take me until 11.5 weeks, so I decided to see another midwife in the practice. She’s great and I really liked her right from the start. The appointment was good, we discussed history, what to expect and she answered all my crazy questions. I trust this doctor’s office, since I’ve been going there so long, so it was nice to walk away from a doctor’s appointment feeling at ease and happy. I am very glad to be rid of that fertility clinic and the stress it gave me.

(Side note, I had a dream about said fertility clinic last night, and I was there for an ultrasound and it was AWFUL. Everything was wrong and they had all the wrong info, so that makes me even more happy to not be going there anymore.)

I also got an ultrasound at my OB appointment and 3BB is doing great, measuring right on time! 3BB was super active on the ultrasound, even surprising my midwife, because it was flickering its little arm numbs and turning over and putting on a little performance for us. I think that the nurse at my embryo transfer was right – my baby really likes the camera! 

I showed the photos to Lulu, and told her all about her future sibling. Lulu is going to be a great big sister.

I don’t go back for an appointment until 13.5 weeks. It’s going to be weird not to go for weekly ultrasounds, but I’m confident that 3BB will be good in there and growing as it should be.

I stop all my fertility meds tomorrow, which is worrying me a little. But I’ve been reassured by the fertility clinic and my midwife that it’s time. I’ll be 10 weeks and 3BB was measuring on target, so the placenta will take over all the hormone production. It’s scary, but I trust them. Also, I’m really glad to not have to wake up before 9 AM every day to give myself a shot in the butt, and shove giant pills up my vag three times a day. 

I’m planning to sleep in on Sunday until 3 PM!

My symptoms are mostly the same this week. The nausea was letting up a bit, so I was thinking I was out of the woods, until it came back with a vengeance earlier this week. Thankfully it isn’t all day nausea anymore. It just hits in the evenings, which would be fine, except that’s when I need to be out making money delivering food. 

But I’m hoping that in a few short weeks it will be mostly gone and I can go back to eating more than just carbs again. Although thankfully I haven’t really gained any weight yet, which is good. Since I’m “obese” by BMI standards, I’m only supposed to gain 11-20 pounds this whole pregnancy. And I worried my carbo-loading was going to knock that out in the first trimester. I just want to stay as healthy as possible so 3BB takes its time and stays in there as long as possible!

The second trimester is so close, and I can’t wait. The books say that after week 12 is when you can start showing, because that’s when your uterus gets big enough to go over the pubic bone, so I’m hoping these weekly photos will start to show more than bloat soon!

#3BBOnBoard