7 Weeks

Today marks week 7. The shock is starting to wear off now. I’m noticing a little less anxiety at every twinge, and not as much fear. Which is  nice. Surrendered. Impossible to force myself into this State, but I know it when I’m blessed with it.

I’m still getting hammered by the Tiredness Tsunami, and to that end am scheduling myself very very lightly. Sleep and hanging out at home are the number one priority right now.  A bit of quesiness, but nothing major. Yesterday I nearly threw up, but that is the stongest sensation so far, and nothing at all today.  And my nipples are a bit sensitive, which is new to this week. Looks like they are morphing into more function than form for a while.

Went to see my Naturopath Kate yesterday, which was great. So nice to have had her support this far, and I truly do believe her ‘preconception program’ helped me somewhat get to this stage.  We talked a bit about the whole public/private delivery options thing, and she’s given me the details of a Doula/Midwife Student to call, which I plan on doing this week, to find out a bit more about the services she offers, what’s involved, how much etc…  Kate had her recently for her own pregnancy.  In terms of  practical things, she took me off a couple of supplements, and now I just check in with her at start of the Second Trimester, unless I want/need some Naturopathic type assistance for any symptoms that come up.

Cam and I started having some intital discussions around Baby Names last night, and of course, much hilarity ensued with the “who would call their kid that!!!” type exclaimations.  We didn’t end up with too many names on V1.0 of  “the list”  but we certainly eliminated a lot of options. Much to Cam’s disdain, I’ve vetoed any names from The Thunderbirds.

p.s. I rang mum in an effort to end the mexican stand-off.  Relationship more important than principles and all that…  We’re all good, and have agreed that we’re both stubborn, both have sharp tongues, and both love each other very much and don’t want to argue.