Week 10: One may think that reaching the end of the first trimester and disappearing pregnancy symptoms may be a sigh of relief, although for me as a constant worrier, it has been a nightmare. These past few weeks I've been praying to feel 'normal' again and the days that I do, I find myself asking for the morning sickness back in hesitation that something must be wrong. As much as Chris tries to comfort my fears by telling me that it's just my "equilibrium resetting" and reminding me that it is normal to gradually lose some of my symptoms as I near my second trimester, I can't fight my anxieties - that and countless hours on googling researching possible explanations don't help my situation. I will admit that so far pregnancy has not been fun. Although, I continue to tell myself to be thankful for this experience, for as miserable as I may feel at times, I know there are plenty of women in the world who would give anything for this experience as their dreams of starting a family may not be fulfilled.
Well, my anxieties were put to rest just as Chris and I were heading out the door to the zoo just this past Saturday, when I suddenly decided I should eat something and noticed I couldn't stomach the idea of eating. Then the nausea hit. The glorious pregnancy symptom was back and I was strangely relieved.....for about an hour. Then I said out loud, "Okay, mommy gets it! You're doing good in there!" as Chris glances at me in his 'Why don't you believe that I'm always right' look. A moment for my husband to enjoy when I admit that yes, he was right. I would like to think I had a breakthrough in my hypochondriac ways (minus my google search of dyseusia last night - note previous post) and my mind is finally at peace...for now.
Just as this blog entry turns into a novel, I continue on with baby Gannon's progress. Still no baby bump, but I have noticed a difference in the feeling of my belly - a bit of a tightness when I push on it, so I hope the bump is coming soon! :) Now don't quote me on this and remind me in several months when I wish the opposite. Now, baby's joints are beginning to form and so are my baby's teeth buds. He/she is currently the size of a prune and (t.m.i coming up) my uterus is the size of a small grapefruit.
*Coming up on the Gannon schedule: another ultrasound next week and a drive home to Kansas to spend Christmas with the Noriega's!!!
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