We’ve been a lot cagier with telling people about AS’s pregnancy than we were with mine, so I feel like we’re in a holding pattern. Thus I haven’t really felt like blogging about it. The doctor’s appointment where we get to listen for the heartbeat is next week, and if all goes well, we’ll finally reveal the news to the general public. I can’t wait!
AS had a rougher first few weeks than I did: more exhaustion, much more nausea. She actually lost about 5 lbs. But it seemed to be clearing up about a month earlier than mind did. She was still very tired, but she could function, and her appetite came back somewhat. She gained a couple of pounds back.
Then this past week, she suffered a relapse. Some of the nausea and all of the exhaustion came back. She sleeps whenever she doesn’t have to be doing something, and the sleep doesn’t do any good. She’s found that ginger candies help keep her from throwing up, but she’s so disappointed that she’s not out of the woods yet.
We nicknamed the lil’ thing “bunny,” but we’ve taken to referring to it by whatever fruit or legume it’s the size of in any give week, usually with “ungrateful” tacked on: ungrateful lentil, ungrateful chickpea, ungrateful kumquat. This week it’ll become the ungrateful fig!
