13 weeks

Well I finally am closing in on the last week of my first trimester.  I don’t really look pregnant ... I just have a nice food baby by the end of the night and my clothes are a tad bit snug.  This pregnancy feels so different than with the girls.  I am so busy with them I haven’t really been able to focus on “being pregnant.”  Something so different because all I did with my twin pregnancy was think about it day after day and count how many days I was pregnant and how many I had to go.

So symptoms... I wasn’t as nearly as sick but I still am fighting nausea that comes and goes and throw up every now and then if I don’t eat. The fatigue was probably the most terrible thing .... far worse this round than with the girls.  I think I am already tired from the girls (you should try to keep up with hear two... it takes a lot of energy) and Emma hadn’t been sleeping well.  So lack of sleep, chasing toddlers, and first trimester fatigue got the best of me.  

Cravings.  These have been he most hilarious cravings ever.  Salad... I just cannot get enough salad these days.  Ranch ... I’ve gone back to my elementary school days where I want ranch every day.  Alcohol oh man I feel like it takes every bit of energy for me to not dump a little wine In my glass and chug a lug.  Chinese egg rolls, sweet and sour chicken, you name it I’ve craved it.  I didn’t feel like I craved much with my other pregnancies but have with this one.

The baby... he or she is growing nicely.  I had my first OB appointment with my high risk OB in the city.  I’ve decided to just keep the same OB rather than transfer my care.  Baby was measuring about 1 week ahead with a nice strong heartbeat of 167.  Boy or girl we will find out.  The girls keep telling me baby “brudder” and Matt and I think boy but only time will tell.  The old wives tales tell me a girl by the high heart beat ... it really could go either way.  Any way the baby is healthy, growing, and doing great.  I go back in just under 2 weeks for 15 week appointment. This was my “12 week baby bump picture”. We had a cinco De Mayo party and it too was hard to say no to the margaritas.  Dang pregnancy cravings