This the 6th week of my pregnancy. According to Babycentre.co.uk:
“Your baby is about the size of a lentil this week.” I like lentils!
“She has an oversized head in proportion to her body.” How do they know the embryo is a she? “Your baby’s facial features are forming, with dark spots where the eyes are, openings where the nostrils will be, and pits to mark the ears.”
“Protruding buds that will become her arms and legs are even more noticeable now. Muscle and bone tissues are already building up. And her pituitary gland, which releases hormones, is forming, along with the rest of her brain.”
Apparently Sticky Bean already has a heart, which is beating at 150 beats a minute.
How about me? Well I am definitely exhibiting a lot of the early pregnancy symptoms. I am a nightmare to live with at the moment.
My mood swings are like bouncing from the Earth to the Moon and back. Blend that with a rollercoaster ride of nausea which hits randomly, then subsides, then comes back with vengeance. I am a total nut case, an unpredictable lioness forced in a corner. God help those around me!
My sense of smell is heightening; the slightest whiff off food that is off and I am making a mad dash for the bathroom chucking my guts out or at least attempting it. The smell of cigarette smoke is starting to make me feel sick too, so much so that I cannot walk behind someone smoking or I will hold my breath if I have to walk by smokers.
If I could, I would be sleeping all day. Without this luxury afforded to me most days, I am absolutely shattered by the time I put the Littlins in bed at 7pm and follow not far behind them into my own bed… then I spend the night tossing and turning. Silly biology! What is the logic in that???
Today, after lots of vacillating, research and asking advice from GPs and friends I got my flu jab. It is recommended to pregnant women because our lowered immune system makes us more susceptible to infections and the flu apparently manifests more severely, possibly causing complications with the embryo. The nurse administering it reassured me too that it is not a live vaccine, so will not have any affect on me or Sticky Bean, besides a possible sore arm, where I got the shot.
This being my 3rd baby and I find my stomach muscles are remembering pregnancy, except they are remembering the wrong stage: I look about 6 months pregnant, not 6 weeks! Someone actually offered me a seat yesterday on the bus! Not very confidence building, I tell you! I tried to suck it in, but that just gave me cramps in the lower part of my abdomen, so I accepted the seat with a gracious smile. (Note to self: do some of those bridging and cat position exercises which are good to strengthen the abdominal muscles!)
At least my bladder is behaving and although I am visiting the little girls’ room more frequently, there is no sudden urge to run… yet.
The other bonus, no cravings, more food aversions if anything and generally to everything, including biscuits, chocolate and cakes. I do have to eat otherwise I pass out (as I almost did once last week and once the week before), but only small portions, then I just don’t fancy anymore. Is this the right time to diet? Weight gain so far: -1kg
I am religiously making a concerted effort at taking folic acid tablets. These are the biggest tablets you have ever seen! Some mornings my throat just seizes up on their sight and there is no way of even trying to get them down without sacrificing my breakfast. They are very important for Sticky Bean’s neurological development, so I persist.
I am feeling much happier since I have started to share the news of this pregnancy. I trust and pray that Sticky Bean is planning on staying put and growing healthily.
More next week…
Did you have huge mood swings in pregnancy? How did you and those around you survive it?