One of my girlfriends has a doppler, and wanted to try and find baby Robertson's heartbeat in my belly! At first I said, noooooo way! Because I knew if she didn't find the heartbeat, I would freak out that something was wrong (even though I had already heard the heartbeat at our 6-week ultrasound.) But the more I thought about it, my friend is not a doctor and if she didn't find the heartbeat, it would be because she was doing it wrong.... not that the heartbeat wasn't there. So okay, we went to her house, and there I was laying on her couch letting her play doctor on my belly haha. At first it kept picking up my heartbeat, BUT THEN.... 148 bpm, magic. I don't think I will ever get used to hearing my baby's heartbeat, simply amazing. Now, I want a doppler so I can listen to my baby all day, everyday :)
Before I even knew I was pregnant, I felt it. Right from the beginning I was sick, but somehow I loved this feeling -- to me, this meant everything was right and progressing appropriately. SO even on those days I could barely get off the couch, I still couldn't stop smiling about the little life that was growing inside me. Yay!!!!! Here is a little recap of how I felt week by week during the fist trimester:
Week 4: 10 January 2013 - The day I found out we were pregnant!!!!!!! I had been feeling a bit under the weather, a little flu-like. I figured I was just run-down, but little did I know! We didn't believe it at first, and haven't been able to stop smiling since :) :) :)
Week 5: I called my doctor, and made my first appointment for the following week. My first pregnancy sign was a terrible headache, and I am not a headache girl. The pounding kind, right between my eyeballs. ouch!
Week 6: This week I had my first ultrasound at 6 weeks, 3 days. Amazing! Our baby didn't look like much, just a little blob... but in the middle of that beautiful blob was it's little flickering heartbeat. 126 beats per minute, was magic to my eyes.
Week 7: Hello morning sickness, it's nice to meet you. Although I'm not quite sure why they call it morning sickness, since I felt quizzey from the minute I wake up, until the minute I fall asleep and every single minute in between. Brutal. But wonderful at the same time! It's truly amazing how something so little can make you feel so sick. I love you already little baby.
Week 8: Jason was taking a class in Charlottesville, VA for the week. I was being pretty useless around the house, so I figured I could be equally useless in Charlottesville and that way we could still be together -- especially since Valentines Day happened to fall during this week :) I had every intention of waking up, exercising in the hotel gym everyday, exploring the adorable downtown area, and Jason and I would have lovely date-nights out every night! Not quite. I could hardly get out of bed this week, and the thought of food totally made my tummy flip. Favorites this week: bagels with cream cheese and frozen yogurt.
Week 9: I stopped feeling sick this week, and freaked out that something was wrong. At my doctors appointment, I expressed my concerns and was told to enjoy the days my symptoms seem to be going away, because they will surely return.... and right on cue, the next morning I was back on the couch.
Week 10: Normally, I am a very active person. Lately my days revolve around trying to make it through a yoga class without puking, and coming home to take a 2-hour nap to recover from.... yoga. Who am I??? Pregnant, that's who :) White carbs are my life lately. Plain Cheerio's, white bread, pasta with no sauce, fruit popsicles, you get the idea.. I basically reverted to eating like a 5 year old!
Week 11: I keep reading that after the first trimester, your energy starts to come back. I am very anxious for this!
