the baby diaries. 7wks: the bobble head

hand development in week 7

Hands are developing at an amazing speed this week! Day 48

And this is the hand only 3 days later
foot development in week 7 & 8

Your baby's feet are developing at an amazing speed as well. (Day 51)

And this is the foot in week 8 (Day 60)

the baby diaries. 6wks: the baked bean

this week has been yuck. latham took me out for tea after watching a movie that made me cry. (i do not recomend sucker punch)
tea was awesome though. according to latham i am charged with the duty of picking where we go for meals for the next 9 months as i have to be able to eat it and stomach it etc. fair enough i suppose.

and today the morning sickness starts. lets try crackers. my iceblock solution was holding off the nausea untill thismorning. now i just feel like having a vom every 5 minutes. racing down the stairs is an interesting challenge. And my mummy is at work so I can't ring her to ask what is good to eat! she had hyperemesis with me so she should know

and now a word from the sarcastic journalist:

There is a group of women out there that think they didn’t get morning sickness because they wouldn’t allow themselves to. Like, they think throwing up all day, every day is a state of mind.

“Oh, I just wouldn’t allow myself to throw up,” she says while rubbing her nonexistent belly. “So I didn’t.”
Any pregnant woman that comes across these types of women should turn the other way and run as fast as she can (which might just be lumbering gently away). Why? This woman has the “Miracle of Life Syndrome.”
Every little gas pain and tummy rumble is special. They feel like they’re “glowing” and just love every last bit of pregnancy, right down to the hemorrhoids.
You do not want to be friends with these women. They will brag about “easy” labors. Their babies will sleep through the night by the end of the first week.
Worst of all? She’ll be fitting into her “skinny jeans” by her six week postpartum checkup. Never trust a woman that can fit into her skinny jeans that quickly.
Find yourself someone with hyperemesis. She won’t ask if you “tried crackers.” She’ll be truthful about labor and will be your friend in sweatpants for that first year after the baby.Never underestimate the value of a friendship where you can go grocery shopping together in your pajamas.

The baby diaries. 5wks: mini manatee

The Baby Diaries. 4wks: The rasin.

So this week we told a lot of people that we were expecting. The pregnancy symptoms are starting to rear their ugly head. Tired all the time and slightly queezy although not too bad. At the moment my sense of smell would put a canine to shame. As a downside I now cannot stand the smell of mince or my bakingsoda spray n wipe. I also hate the taste of toothpaste yet am driven by an overwhelming desire to brush my teeth a lot. Cramping still hasn't stopped. Blast. My dad told my uncle who can't keep his mouth shut and subsequently started a roumor i was pregnant around church in dunedin this week. Good one! Obviously either dad failed to relay the "we are keeping it quiet" message or Uncle didn't stop to think about what the consequences of telling everyone would be should I happen to miscarry. Having someone I didn't really know come up to me 3 months after a miscarry and ask how my wee baby was coming along would break my heart. A miscarriage is not really the sort of this you broadcast to a wide audience so some people we may not have realised knew about the pregnancy would miss the misscarriage news. A tad awkward for them should they just be trying to be nice and make conversation. Cummon 13 weeks! Hurry up! Get me out of this silly danger zone!

The baby diaries. 3wks: the sesamea seed

So on friday I started having cramps. Oh joy that time of month. Only 'that time of month' seemed to forget its primary role was infact bleeding and not just painful cramping. After 4 days of waiting I got fed up and peed on a stick. Was that a second blue line or was I just imagining it? So on wednesday (shopping day) we picked up another pregnancy test and, with the utmost of slyness, hid it in our trolley. Ever feel like you get silently judged by what you have in your trolley at the supermarket? Yeah this was one of those days...

Now morning pee is meant to be high in hcg so on thursday I woke up early to take a test. Yep two blue lines it was. My oh so cool about it husband who had said to me "we have nothing to be worried about" when I told him we might be pregnant first time now text me from work saying "ok now im experiencing a wave of different emotions. At first i could wave it off as unknown... not anymore. love you!"

So now the nerves begin. What about this glorious dream of traveling? What have I done to it? It looks like all those months of randomly gathering mental info on pregnancy and birth was cleverly orchestrated. I had no reason to be looking up that info. God knows what he was doing.

I now have a lovely team of three ladies that are going to come see me as my midwives. How lucky am I to have such an awesome group of ladies at church who can direct me to midwives such as this.

My husband is now asking the hard questions. Do I want to move house to rent or do we want to think about buying now that we wont be going overseas for a while? Cloth nappies or disposable? Two kids close together or far apart? The one thing I know for sure is the one thing that doesn't always turn out how you plan and that is how I want the birth to be. Try to eat healthy and not use any type of drugs or pain releif. Mad! I'm only 5 weeks in and already the pain is rediculous. I bet I will come to the birth and be begging for this meagre pain back.
Next stop: finding antenatal classes to attend and trying to keep it a secret. Well... secret apart from those we have already told. I had a primal urge to tell my mother, so now the whole immediate family knows. Soon best friends and extended family will know and then at 13 weeks you will all be able to read these updates!

So I am 5 weeks (or 3 weeks from conception) into this pregnancy and that means my baby is the size of a sesamea seed and in a few days will have its own heat beat. Can you believe it? Try to veiw a heart in a sesamea seed. Tiny eh! Only now do I truly understand king Davids words.

Psalm 139  

¹³ For you created my inmost being;
   you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
¹⁴ I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
   your works are wonderful,
   I know that full well.
¹⁵ My frame was not hidden from you
   when I was made in the secret place,
   when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.
¹⁶ Your eyes saw my unformed body;
   all the days ordained for me were written in your book
   before one of them came to be.
¹⁷ How precious to me are your thoughts, God!
   How vast is the sum of them!
¹⁸ Were I to count them,
   they would outnumber the grains of sand—
   when I awake, I am still with you.