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14 Weeks

I am now 14 weeks along, and still have sickness. My coughing and congestion are worse than ever. But I gotta keep swimming. I am trying to work on being really positive about everything, but its hard. Especially because it still doesn't seem real that there is a tiny person in there.

I am still waiting on an official bump. My torso/stomach does seem to have a slightly different shape, and my belly button's shape has changed (weird) but it doesn't look like a pregnant belly. Believe it or not, I have built abdominal muscles from constant coughing, heaving, and retching. So hey! that's a positive thing, right?!  I am sooo positive.

Last week Tim and I got to hear the baby's heartbeat via Doppler at the doctor. I have been trying to figure out how to embed it in this entry but I am not having much luck, try clicking this: Heartbeat and Kicks. I dunno, that might work. You need to play it in itunes or quicktime.

Most of my time these days is devoted to eating food. I am so tired of eating food. My day revolves around food and its availability. I feel like I should have gained like 20 lbs with the way I eat. I've noticed that my stomach can now go directly from being too full to being so starving I might throw up, a state I call "doom hunger." I think maybe it's partially because all my organs are smooshed up around my stomach, and it can't hold much at one time. The normal reaction to a feeling of nausea is usually not "I must eat immediately," but that is what I have had to train myself to do.

I have started to have cravings here and there, which I welcome. Earlier this week it was gravy. Gravy which I had to make several batches of in hunger-crazed fits because no one sells vegetarian gravy. It was lumpy, but the most delicious thing ever. I made about a half cup of mashed potatoes and dumped about 2 cups of gravy on top. The week before that, it was re-fried beans. Right now, I really want some cottage cheese.


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