WEEK 9: You're 9 weeks on Halloween and the spookiest part of pregnancy so far has been the never-ending nausea. We are hitting the peak nausea window and, I guess, this is a good thing? But jury's out. Just as long as we can keep you safe, baby. In honor of your 9th week starting on Halloween, this week we shall depart from fruit-sizes to talk chocolate, you're the size of a HERSHEY KISS! This is the last week before you really look like a baby, in the traditional sense. But, even this week, you little Voldemort baby, your fingers and toes are separating, your eyes are moving around, and your joints are starting to move (all the better to kick me with)! This week, you might be the size of a Halloween treat but, tonight, you're the size of a meatball because your dad and I are dressing up as Prego and the Pasta Chef! We can't wait to (Hershey)kiss you, sweet little meatball. Every day you become more and more real and as we dip our toes into November, and all of the beauty this month brings (so so so much to be thankful for), I can't help but just feel overwhelming gratitude and joy. You are everything we ever wanted, baby. The greatest treat.
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There have been quite a few graduations, for your dad and I: The year we met, I got my masters and we celebrated quietly with love and joy. This past May, your dad got his masters, graduating from his Harvard program and we celebrated by taking a tip to Italy and having a special sushi dinner! But, my little baby, on your 8th week, we had a very different kind of celebration! First, you graduated! You made it through hell and high water: shots and transfers and sticking! And now you have a beautiful yolk sack, a healthy little heartbeat of 160, and are developing your fingers and toes. When you popped up on the screen, fully taking shape, I cried. We have waited so long for you, sweet boy. And we can't believe you're finally on your way! Your dad brought his graduation cap which, made even our doctor laugh, as we celebrated this milestone! However, unlike all of the graduation celebrations of yore, while there is much love and joy, this was not a quiet celebration. More of a projectile time; my morning sickness is hitting an all-time-peak. On Wednesday, I could not keep any food down all day and on Thursday we had to go to the ER to double-up on fluids and check-in on you. I joked that I partied too hard...but that's not really my style. Luckily, you're healthy as can be! You're just maybe trying to kill your mommy. (HCG: 138,779) And so, today, armed with an anti-nausea medication that our OB suggested and trying to keep down nutrients for you--we are continuing the dream...and looking forward to a time when it gets a little easier (if only a little). Only 31 weeks and 4 days to go! To celebrate your graduation, your Bubbe came to town and spent the weekend going to Wilson's Farm, eating yummy BBQ, and talking about you! We can't wait to meet you! WEEK 7: Baby's brain is growing rapidly, permanent kidneys are forming, and baby's little tail is gone. Less reptile more ready for life!
Morning sickness (which is a huge misnomer and really all day long sickness) has just exhausted me. I feel so low-energy at a time when I want to be screaming from the rooftops; we more than halfway through the first trimester now and I fall in love with our routines more and more every day. The prayers we say to protect you, the songs we sing (even though we know you can't hear them just yet). We already love you so much. Can't wait to see you again next week, at your 8 week scan. Sweet pea, keeper of my soul
I know sometimes I'm out of control You're the only reason I keep on coming WEEK 6: This week you're the size of a sweet pea. You were a little overachiever at your first scans, bub, with a heartrate of 112, strong fetal growth, a clear gestational sac and a fetal pole. You did it! I am already so proud to be your mommy! Grow, baby boy, grow! |
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