9 Weeks

My pants no longer fit over my stomach. I've had to devise creative ways to keep them up using paper clips and hairbands. I'm not big enough for the real deal - maternity clothes - and I refuse to buy anything a size bigger because the only thing that's bigger at this point is my stomach, not my hips or thighs (thankfully!).

I'm at the stage where I'm still in the throes of morning (a.k.a. "all day") sickness and despite the fact that I should be eating every few hours, planning meals is virtually impossible. What sounded like a good idea at 10 o'clock might be revolting at 10:15. Although, I have been able to find comfort with McDonald's cheeseburgers and sicilian pizza from the local pizzeria. Certainly not the healthiest of choices but I'm just glad that something sounds good.

I also noticed that I can't eat a full meal anymore. This is Kenny's new favorite joke. I'll complain that I'm STARVING and then I'll get something to eat, take a few bites and complain that I'm too full to finish. I cannot wait until I can eat like a normal person again.

Below is a picture of our ultrasound done at our 8-week appointment. The doctor said our little creature is growing nicely and the blood clot is much smaller so that's a big relief. She wants to see me at 10 weeks and then after that we'll go to the normal every 4 weeks schedule.

This was our first "official" baby appointment so they did the whole shabang with us. The PA reviewed 9 months of information in roughly 15 minutes. Then I was ushered to the lab where I begrudgingly gave 8 vials of blood. Yes, eight!! We go for a scan between weeks 11 to 13 where they can tell us if our baby is at risk for Downs Syndrome or Trisomy 18. A little scary. At 18 weeks we'll get to do the anatomy scan where we found out if we're having a boy or a girl. Can't wait!

9 Weeks