23-10-2009 - Entering my 8th week

My mood while writing this blog: Bloated

Well, today is the start of my 8th week...I'm ecstatic to see the pictures of the not-so-alien life growing inside of me, on websites such as these (a half-inch already!)...but being pregnant is still rather abstract. Haven't seen a doc yet (don't have insurance. I've tried all the government and state-based programs, but supposedly we make too much money. Yeah right, if that's so, where does it all go, I ask you? :P), so I'm not sure how things are progressing...but we're slowly saving up money so I hope we'll have insurance very soon. I suppose it doesn't matter THAT much, after all, they really don't want to see you in until about now anyway.

I would like to say I get the question, "how do you like being pregnant?", or, "how are you doing today?", to which I would probably answer, "I don't feel pregnant, just sick", but my family and friends are also sick - of hearing about my woes, lol. Morning sickness hit like a ton of bricks for the first time about a week and a half ago, in conjunction with some very lovely headaches and the all-consuming fatigue (but I suppose having to get up at 4:30am for work doesn't help). I thank God that I'm not barfing, but the ever-present nausea and intense dislike of just about any food that could be remotely healthy for me has been annoying and very worrying. Not to mention mood swings, when I lash out at my poor husband for lecturing me (for the tenth time.....) about needing to eat better for the baby. I wish he would be more understanding, but I'm trying to be understanding of his having absolutely no idea what is going on. Men.

At least I take my vitamins (every day, without fail) and I steal bites of fruit and veggies when I can stand it (actually eating more veggies like spinach at lettuce and tomato than I ever did pre-pregnancy. I'm a dairy and noodle type of gal). It's actually been a bit better these last couple of days, but by God, the headaches...the mercurial "they" say to try to keep calm and relaxed during early pregnancy, take it easy due to the hormones playing havoc that one's body has not seen since the first blood (no, not Rambo)....but do they honestly believe any woman has the luxury? I stare longingly at the local spa's website...perhaps later, I can convince the hubby to allow me this one, semi-unnecessary expense. But for now, I will stick it out and be a trooper. He still thinks that for some reason the discomfort of pregnancy doesn't come until the third trimester, and while I have been reading that it's generally pretty bad, at least you know you're close to the end.

I also had my first instance of "omigod that smells so bad I'm going to run out of the room now, swallowing convulsively against my gag reflex" today. Apparently someone at work was lazy and didn't take out the trash...so it stunk up the place during the night, what with all the windows closed. I truly did learn that I have good control over my vomit-reflex! I get nauseous easily but rarely actually heave the contents of my last meal. Thank goodness for that. I certainly would not have wanted to clean THAT up. The smell of barf always seems to trigger, well, more barfing. Oh well, at least there's a hose.