It was well into the day today before I realized that it’s Wednesday, which means another week has gone by. My baby is supposedly 6 inches long now – the size of a mango. That’s getting pretty big!
D returned home from his hiking trip, which was a nice treat for Littleman and me. Having him gone – and completely out of touch – for so long was really tough.
I’ve also been thinking a lot about a good friend of mine, who has been TTC since 2009. She finally started the IVF process and has her first transfer today. I really, really hope this works for her. She deserves it.
So, on to the 18 week update…
Symptoms: Feeling pretty ok this week, aside from the exhaustion. Going to bed (with my awesome pillow) is my favourite time of day.
My skin still really sucks. I was looking in the mirror this morning and cursing my ugly chin. Too many red spots and not much I can do about it. I hate acne.
Clothing: Getting dressed continues to be a challenge but I’m doing my best. I hit up the one and only maternity store I could find in the downtown area today and it was a bit of a bust. Where the hell do people shop if they don’t live in the ‘burbs? I did purchase another pair of leggings to try and I’m hoping that they’ll stay up on my belly a bit better than the last pair. I also got a pair of maternity yoga pants because I don’t want to wreck my good ones by stretching them out.
I still have some items of clothing on my wish list but I’ll need to find some time to get out shopping. I really want some skinny jeans and long tops/tunics. Other than that, I think I can make do with what I have.
Fetal movement: So, as of yesterday, I was starting to get really nervous about the lack of movement. Aside from a couple of random flickers, I haven’t felt much kicking or movement at all. I know from my last ultrasound report that I have an anterior placenta, so I was really hoping that was the reason that I couldn’t feel any kicking.
Then, last night as I was lying in bed reading, I felt something. It was stronger than anything I’d felt to date. I put my hand on my belly and waited, hoping it would happen again. It did! And this time it was hard enough that I actually felt it on my hand!! It didn’t continue for very long, but I was so happy and relieved. This morning, starting around 4 a.m., there was definitely some flip-flopping going on in there. I will happily be woken up by movement if it means Bo is alive and well in there!!