This past week has been pretty varied. I've actually had a few days where I felt okay, had a decent amount of energy and was only slightly nauseous. Saturday was a really good day - I was feeling pretty good. Yesterday (Sunday) however, was just awful. I felt terribly nauseous all day, I could barely eat, I kept needing to go and lie down even though I'd had a decent night sleep. By the end of the day I found myself vomiting up stomach fluid into our bathroom sink, because there just really wasn't anything in my stomach to come up. I had accidentally gone all afternoon without anything decent to eat, which probably didn't help with the nausea... and then it was a smell in the pantry (again, one that may or may not exist - hubby can't smell these things) that set me off. Smells are definitely a big trigger this pregnancy. I think the last couple of times it was more food related, but this time it is all about the smells. I couldn't stand the ripe (not even overripe) bananas in our fruit bowl, so I got hubby to peel them, wrap them in cling wrap and put them in the freezer. I'm sure they'll get used once I'm over this ridiculousness.
I'm still waiting on hubby to clean out the fridge. Uh, I hate it. It's like I have smell anxiety. I avoid the kitchen as much as I can, I'm too scared to go to the supermarket cause the smells might set me off. I'm really hoping I can get through Christmas dinner without too many problems...
Also this week, on Friday, I had my mum's group Christmas party. I was in two minds about telling everyone or not, but I suspected even if the opportunity arose I would probably chicken out. Something about drawing all that attention on myself makes me uneasy. I feel a little the same about telling our families at Christmas. Anyway, I didn't end up telling my mum's group, but to be honest I wouldn't be surprised if some of them suspect. I guess I was a bit subdued and tired and not my usual self, so a few kept asking me if I was okay. I just said I was tired due to Adele keeping me up because of her arm, which is partly true anyway. Still, one of the mum's in particular I'm pretty sure suspects. She and I go to the same gym and she had noticed I hadn't been for a while and asked. I told her I hadn't been well, and when she asked in what way I said I'd been really tired and run down. I kept catching her looking at me (with concern or with suspicion) a few times throughout the afternoon. It's probably good if she suspects anyway, as I was a bit worried about how she would take the news because she desperately wants another bub and her husband doesn't. Anyway, I probably won't be seeing my mum's group until after I've had a scan now anyway - so no more having to hide from them.
I weighed in at 69.1kg this morning. Still losing a bit of weight, but the weight loss has slowed down. This is probably a good thing, as like I said in previous posts, this weight loss isn't 'good' weight loss. It's been brought on by a very limited diet and probably a fair bit of muscle loss, seeing as exercise is pretty well non-existent now. I had such good intentions, but it is honestly so hard to even think about exercise when you feel this crappy. I still fully intend to get back into it once I feel better, but right now it is just too much to ask. I should go out for a few more walks at least though.
The next week has a bit to keep me busy. Christmas Eve tomorrow, so then our families will know at least. That will be a huge weight lifted I think. So, Christmas preparations should keep me fairly occupied for the next few days. Fingers crossed I feel well enough to actually enjoy it. The little miss has a check up for her arm at the hospital on Friday... not really looking forward to that, she's not a fan of the whole thing, poor little miss. Hubby's dad is supposed to be up over the weekend for a late Christmas celebration, and then next Monday (I'll be 10 weeks) I have my follow up appointment with the GP to organise my scan. I'm really hanging out for this scan, even though I don't think about it often. I don't think I'll let myself enjoy this pregnancy (not that it has been enjoyable) or believe it until I have seen a happy, healthy, live bubba in there. I imagine my scan will be around mid January, but I'll find out soon.
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Here we are. Again, no obvious change. Maybe some slight change in the lower stomach area? I don't know - it's hard to tell. I'm starting to be more aware of changes down there in the last week or so. If I lie a certain way with my legs to the side I can kind of tell that I'm squishing something down there. And again, when I lie on my stomach it feels more obvious that I am not lying completely flat. Hopefully everything is on track.
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