#13wks

Week 13 was good. I was feeling better. I saw the light at the end of the tunnel.

Which made week 14 all the more horrible when I was feeling sick again. That weekend was especially bad. I threw up almost everything I ate. I was huddled on the couch thinking I never want to be pregnant again; pregnancy is the literal worst. 

Week 15 started with a sick day and then eating lunch at the park where I promptly threw up over the side of the bench I was sitting on. (It was super gross because I just drank a large drink of cold water so the vomit was cold.) But then it got better and I made sure to eat on time and try to keep eating so I wouldn’t be sick.

The weekends are always the worst though and Saturday I had a pretty bad experience projectile vomiting potash all across my kitchen. (Nathan cleaned it up for me; bless him. 

No pregnancy hallmarks. Once my stomach was really gurgling and rumbling and I thought it might be the baby moving around. But probably just indigestion. (NO butterfly feels.) I’m probably showing a little bit, but my stomach already was sticking out so I don’t know if it’s sticking out any further.

I had my second drs appt on Monday. It was really great. She said everything is going fine. We heard the baby’s heart beat through a handheld ultra sound device. It was crazy. There is actually a living being inside of me. 

She said it sounds healthy (160 beats or something.)

I also asked her about my diet which has basically been nothing but pasta and mashed potatoes recently and she said don’t worry about eating a balanced diet right now. The baby’s so small it’s not hurting anything. Which I had kind of been worrying about.