10w today! That means bumblebee is a fetus and not an embryo. Aww.
Still sick a lot of the time, and increasingly more exhausted, but this is my last week off of work, so I'll have to start moving around and getting used to being up.

In unrelated news, there was a hurricane yesterday which lead to amazing weather today. I want to be outdoors. Book-reading on the porch may well be in order on this gorgeous day.

We are searching for somewhere to live, and I can't wait until we move, get settled, and can start living the next chapter of our lives!

Funny how things change from one day to the next, I'm assuming because of fluctuating hormone levels. We went to the mall just to walk around and get out of the house yesterday, and I was violently sick, for hours. I felt faint, dizzy, and clammy for the rest of the day, and could barely eat. This morning I ate a bagel and feel fine. So annoying. Ha.

Hopefully I will continue to feel good, but I have a feeling fluctuation is normal.
Sigh.

Yesterday we had an ultrasound, and there was our little bumblebee, heart beating and bigger than ever. I made a bunch of other appointments and I'm so excited!

I looked at a condo today. Not the one for us but gave me something to compare others too, which is good. My good friend Jordan visited me and we had a good time - I made homemade lemonade and it was yummy! I feel good today, not too sick! Good times all around.

8w1d

My baby is an olive this week. Matt and I are changing it's "name" every week to whatever fruit or vegetable my book says it is the size of. We also tend to use the pronoun she, but only because we know what we will name a girl baby - boy names are still being debated.

I ate cereal today which sounds silly but it was a huge success. I am very tired today but hardly feel sick at all, which is a nice change. Maybe because I had some actual food - I feel like I haven't eaten in two weeks. I lost 10 pounds in two weeks - so I guess I kind of didn't eat! But maybe this is a change.

Tomorrow is the doctor. I can't wait to hear that everything is okay.

I feel worse today than I have since 6w1d, which was pretty bad.
This is a bummer.

Wednesday is my 8w appointment and I get to hear the heartbeat again, which will make me happy because it's scary to not know what's going on in there. Also I can ask my billion questions, like is it okay that I lost 10 pounds in two weeks because I only eat a few bites every meal? Oy.

Exhaustion, back pain, bumblebees

7w3d.
So, the nausea has gotten better, and has been replaced with absolute exhaustion. How frustrating. I am nervous all the time, it's scary at this stage when you can't feel the baby, you have no idea what's going on inside of you. I'm glad I have my eight week appointment next week, I can't stand not knowing anymore.

My lower back has never, ever in my life, caused me any pain. Now it is so sore and stiff I have to use my yoga skills to roll my body into a standing position from the couch or bed. So annoying.

The baby is the size of a Lima bean, sort of, and on my ultrasound from 6 weeks looked like a bumblebee. Did you know, bees shouldn't be able to fly based on the laws of physics - they're fat and furry and have tiny wings - but they ignore that and fly anyway. Miracles are everywhere.

Matt and I sat down and wrote out an organized game plan for moving in the next few months, for saving money, and for planning for the future. It's comforting to know we have a plan. We aren't usually very good at planning.

Sussex county fair this weekend, perhaps. A good distraction, and baby animals.

120 beautiful flutters per minute

Today I am 6w1d, and I was having a little concern so I got to have an exam and an ultrasound tonight. Matt came with me and sat on a chair in the dark as the technician prodded around, and then...

We saw our little 6 week old sprinkle! I read it's the size of a grain of rice or a cupcake sprinkle - sprinkles sound so much more appealing. We saw sprinkle's perfect heartbeat, and heard it beating, a steady 120bpm. Matt cried, and I grinned like an idiot and am still grinning. We are having a baby!

Matt said on the way home he felt like the HPT made him feel like I took a test that told me I was getting a stomach virus, because that's all that happened. But then we saw our baby, and everything has fallen into place. We have a baby!

My next visit is week 8, on the 17th, and we should get a strong heartbeat then and hopefully will be able to share with non-family, I am just so excited to tell people, but I know that we have to be cautiously optimistic until week 12. I read that bad nausea means high hormones and a strong pregnancy, and that a strong heartbeat at 6-8 weeks reduces miscarriage rate to 1-5%.

Amazing!!