Had our monthly prenatal checkup today. Baby is doing marvelously. She had a beautiful strong 150bpm heart rate, because she decided to start rolling around as they got out the doppler. Rick got to run the wand while Jana timed and counted. She had a hand on my belly just as baby rolled towards dad, and was startled and happy that she got to feel it this early.
Jana says everything sounds wonderful, I look good, and confirmed that baby is big and wiggly. Apparently she measured in the 69th percentile for size at 18 weeks. Can't imagine what she's gonna end up, since she started out exactly on target for size and keeps outgrowing her stage. Whoof.
Yesterday was a bad one; uterine stretching always leaves me nauseated. I'm more than an inch above my belly button now. No wonder I got kicked in the bottom of a lung yesterday. And baby has been stretching out as far as she can. She's gonna be a terror for a while when my uterus stops growing and she fills out the space in there.
The nausea and the round ligament pain have been the worst of the last week. Oh, and the fatigue, which seems to be back in full force. (In fact, I think I'll go take a nap after this post.) I've managed to get one or two things done around the house - caught up a bit of laundry and started clearing a bit out of the bedroom - but mainly I rest. I am so tired right now I don't know what to do w/myself other than sleep. Living room is still dirty, no holiday decorations or tree up yet. Rick and I (mostly Rick) did get the lights hung on the outside of the house, yay! And I've made about half of the Christmas cards for this year. I was hoping that stamping cards would be a fun way to feel accomplished without having to expend much energy. At this moment, even focusing that much seems too difficult.
Annie opens Friday. I'll be spending every evening this week in tech rehearsals. I suppose with that going every night, I can cut myself some slack for daytime energy, right? Right. Naptime!
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