The first trimester is the hardest, in many ways. There is no way to know, for sure, if everything is okay in there. No window. No microphone or built-in alarm. So I must rely on symptoms to tell me everything is going okay.
Signs all is well:
Weepiness. Last night hubby went to get carry-out Mexican for us. He forgot my guacamole and it was very hard to keep from crying. I did not cry. I was choked-up, though.
Fatigue. I fall asleep on the couch every evening at about 8pm. Hubby uses an electric cattle prod to herd me into bed around 9pm. I wake up around midnight and can’t get back to sleep until 3am, or I wake up at 3am and don’t feel sleepy until 6am, which is when I have to get up.
Frequent potty trips. Yesterday we were house hunting (that’s all I’m gonna say) and I had to use the facilities in one of the houses. Five houses later, I was doing the potty-dance again. This time, it was an empty house with no toilet paper. I had to wait until we got home, which was misery.
Heightened sense of smell. Everything is stinky. While house hunting (this time, I mean it, that’s all I’m gonna say) many of the houses made me nauseated with their potpouris, candles, air sprays, etc. Some of the houses smelled like a million roses somehow crawled there to die. At the last house, I had to step outside because the brand new carpeting smelled so horrifying I thought I might faint.
Signs (or lack thereof) that are worrisome:
Morning sickness. I haven’t had any. I didn’t have any with Tommy or Joel, either, but I still take it as a good sign. Wishing for just one frantic, running trip to the toilet whilst holding my hair back.
No increased appetite or cravings. Usually, by now, I am hungry all the time and craving oddball foods. I had a brief, fleeting craving for loathesome cottage cheese one night, but that has been the extent.
I begin my seventh week tomorrow. The mystery of what is happening inside of me is both beautiful and frustrating at the same time. I pray for our little one’s health, growth, and safety, and I pray for my own peace of mind. Sometimes I have a sense that all will be fine. But sometimes I find myself on shakier, unsure ground, swallowed by worries seemingly beyond my control.
Oh, for a little window inside.
could you have a beta hcg drawn to check your numbers? when i got pregnant with this one after losing the last, that was the first thing i requested. Even without prenatals starting yet, they should be able to do that at least…. Oh and as an aside~~ we did an ultrasound yesterday and after 4 boys, it appears we are having another girl. This will make 2 girls and 5 boys WOO HOO!
I never asked for an hcg level when I first found out I was pregnant. I wasn’t sure I was going back to the same OB/midwives office that “cared” for me during my miscarriage. I was terribly unhappy with their bedside manner. Ultimately I made an appointment there, but it isn’t until June 23. I am hoping they do an u/s that same day and not make me wait any longer.
Congratulations on your baby girl! That is wonderful!
Mopsy,
Enjoy every day of having your sweet baby in your womb! I will pray for peace of mind and that the touch of the Father’s hand gives you more security than every pregnancy symptom combined! Rest in Him, Rose
I think that your heightened sense of smell is your best symptom, more trust-worthy than morning sickness. My smell and my hearing always turn “bionic” when I am pg. I have never thrown up from morning sickness, or had any super strong cravings. Good luck!
I am right there with you! 7 weeks this coming Friday and it would be nice to KNOW everything is okay after what happened just 3 months ago. I forget I am preggos because I am so preoccupied and because I am obviously not showing yet. It is hard to believe it is real. No morning sickness, just a loss of appetite in the morning and no real gain in appetite, which is fine by me!
What is your boy/girl combo? We have 3 girls and 1 lonely boy.
Thanks, ladies! My boy/girl combo is nearly the opposite of yours, jasmine. I have four boys and one lonely girl. She used to pray for a sister, but now she says she wants to be the only girl in the family. The kids still don’t know. After last time, we will wait a little longer to tell them.
I had HORRIBLE MS with my first and none with this one. I’ve got the weepy and grumpy to keep me in check, though. 🙂