We have been so very out of it

That sentence really sums up the experience in the Babypants household these last two weeks.    

H. did have her surgery – Her hand is well, but not great.   She is in a ton of pain, and as a result has had to rely on pain medication.    The surgery did not have the best outcome (i.e. finger is not striaght) but the hope is that through physical therapy she will get back a good range of motion.    The physical therapy however does cause a ton of pain.  It could have been a lot worse, and one benfit of the whole experience is that we got to see Dakota, who was a hero for picking us up after the surgery.  (We will post pictures soon, for those who are interested.) 

And I am still suffering from morning sickness which is so poorly named in my humble opinion.    I definitely feel it in the morning, but it is pretty strong in the evening too.     There is an ever growing list of things I absolutely can’t smell with out fearing that I am going to lose my entire stomach.   On the upside, I am getting more used to throwing up – I can sometimes even manage to have a full conversation in and around my trip to the bathroom.   It is weird but I don’t really mind being sick at all.    It is very reassuring.   We are in the 9thweek - I am having my own personal count down to 12.   I am bigger.   Not in any way that someone would think that I was pregnant but more in a “I think she has been eating too much” way.    I don’t think of myself as someone who has a ton of problems with my weight or body image, but this is a bit difficult.   I keep focusing that this is all for a good cause and I hope I start showing in a more pregnant sense soon.    Interestingly, I have not gained a pound.    I lost weight for the first 7 weeks, and I just gained that back again.      I have been relying on that bell.a band- a pretty good invention in my opinion.     I also now have two pairs of maternity pants that are a bit too big but oh so much more comfortable then my regular clothes.     It still does not feel real, this whole pregnancy thing.     I still find my self looking at pregnant people a bit jealously.    I also catch myself saying “when I get pregnant”  – ummm. I am pregnant.    

I think we have found another midwife.    I have done some looking around.    Co gave me the name of her midwifes who unfortunately do not take our insurance.    We had pretty much given up on getting off a waiting list when a midwife called me.     I had a long conversation on the phone with her, and I already like her more then our first midwife.     She is in a practice with another midwife, she has more experience, and she was more helpful to me than the first midwife, even though it was a phone conversation.     She had some good tips to avoid gestational diabetes, and as soon as I can stand eating vegetables, or not just able to eat plain carbs (read: crackers), I am going to start a gestational diabetes diet even though I have not been diagnosed th it and the test is not for a long time.      She also was warmer and seemed more inclusive of H.    All important qualities.

The tiredness, nausea, and H.’s surgery have been so time consuming.   I find myself apologizing again for my lack of comments or a post.  I am sorry.  I can’t wait until that 2nd trimester energy starts.