On Monday, I saw Sameerah again. I actually don't see a obstetrician, I see a midwife.
I. LOVE. HER.
Seriously, she's wonderful. She's had 5 children of her own and is just a good hearted, down to earth woman.
But she made me laugh on Monday. After asking how I was feeling, and me explaining that I still feel like shit most days between the fatigue and the nausea...she asked what time I went to bed.
I explained that I normally go to bed about 2 and get up about 7 with the boys and to take Chuck to work (the van has been broken, so we were down to one vehicle). Sameerah exclaimed "2 in the MORNING?" Yep. "NO, that won't do. You need to be in bed by 11 pm. You aren't getting enough sleep." Weeellll, that's when I had to explain that I work until 1 am. I'm lucky if I'm sleeping by 2...it's usually closer to 2:30 am.
So, apparently, my body is run down and that's why I'm still having bouts of nausea and dry heaves. Wonderful.
I also gained 5 lbs. Boo for me. That seemed like a lot for one month but they weren't concerned at all, stating that they expect women to gain 5-10 lbs by 20 weeks. Considering I'm still a net LOSS of 8 lbs, I guess I'm doing ok.
I got to hear the baby's heartbeat again. It never gets old. 140's to 150's. Lucas thinks its pretty cool too.
Our "big" ultrasound is scheduled for January 3rd. I guess I gotta figure out if I want to know between now and then :)
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