In my rush to get to the weird story of my maternity store trips i forgot about the stuff that happened in between.
Week Seven: More puking.
Week Eight: I order a Hi-bebe doppler, a handy dandy device that allows you to listen to the baby's heartbeat. I use it at 8.5 weeks and find my own frantic heartbeat, which ranges (according to Hi-bebe) from 53 to 146 to 223. I am either having a heart attack or becoming an amphibian. Oh, and more puking.
Week Nine: My second OB appointment with my new OB. We see Rocky briefly, a blurry blob, on an abdominal scan and hear a perfect heartbeat. I leave with the odd feeling that this could end up being a normal pregnancy, which completely befuddles me. The one question I keep asking is how in the hell did this happen? The puking hasn't stopped, but my OB assures me it will soon. We schedule my Nuchal screening U/S for 12 weeks 1 day. Hi-bebe still says my heart is about to explode.
Around nine weeks I realize that I basically fit in three pairs of pants, and one of them is a pair of sweatpants. NOTHING fits, and although I know it's probably mostly bloat I also have a lot of RLP, which is short hand for "round ligament pain" (how the hell do I know this?) and don't want much touching my belly area at all. So despite the fact that a trip to the maternity store at nine weeks and some isn't what most people do, I decide to splurge and take the nine week heartbeat as a good sign, planning a trip to Babystyle the next day.
And that's where I discovered a few important and startling issues about maternity wear. That may actually provide the clue as to why I was infertile for so long.
Sorry I haven't been on--MP and I have been pretty sick and I've been creatively deprived. My funny bone is currently buried under four tons of phlegm and I can't think much past what to eat next. And I'm also aware that this blog is currently focusing a lot on pregnancy, and I expect that that will taper off as I get up to the present day. So if reading about maternity clothes isn't your thing, I totally get it. It's a bit weird to be writing a blog I wouldn't have been able to read four years ago.