The First 8 Weeks

So far, this pregnancy has gone smoothly. In the middle of my 5th week I was feeling very nauseous and having a hard time imagining dealing with it for the next 7 or so weeks. Thankfully, that week was the only week that I felt I could actually throw up. The rest of the time I’ve just felt some slight nausea and nothing more.

I was not prepared for the exhaustion. Jeff and I have some very serious and grown up things we are dealing with in our family and it’s very hard because sometimes I feel like I’ve been hit with a tranquilizer dart. I seem to catch a second wind after I get home from work and am able to change into some comfy clothes, but I’m still ready for bed by 9:00p.m.

Now, as I’m into my 9th week, I can’t believe how quickly the time has flown. I can’t wait until we find out if this little person is a boy or a girl and we can start shopping. My instincts are telling me it’s a boy, but only time will tell. Right now, I feel like I can’t even really look at anything because there is hardly anything neutral out there. We have a couple nursery ideas we’re thinking of, but nothing will be set in stone until our ultrasound results.

And…we’re not telling anyone our names. I’ve thrown a few ideas out there to other people and I either get the polite, appropriate response of ‘That’s so cute!’ or ‘Aww!’ Then there have been times where people just look at me with a blank stare or tell me that they don’t like it at all. I don’t feel like listening to the peanut gallery’s comments, so once the baby is born we will announce the name, and if people don’t like it, that’s fine with me. I guess it’s a good thing they didn’t give birth to this baby then!