Eleven weeks pregnant, only a few weeks to go before second trimester, and boy has it gone fast. I had my second appointment with my obgyn, which was extremely quick. I was expecting another appointment similar to my first, which took hours, however, I was surprised to be in and out and less than twenty minutes. A few questions about how I was feeling and a Doppler on the belly to hear a heartbeat. She said it was undoubtedly a baby’s heartbeat she was hearing because of its elevated speed. Her exact words were “your baby is crazy!” Seems like the cream cheese icing on my French toast had the little fig moving around a lot. With everything being normal, I was allowed to leave, unfortunately without a new picture of the little one.
At eleven weeks pregnant, the baby is indeed the size of a fig. The name I call the little being changes each week, last week it was a little kumquat, this week a little fig, next week it’ll be a lime. Although, a fig and a lime seem to be pretty similar in size, in my mind.
I am lucky enough to have a few friends that are pregnant as well; I’ve been able to chat with them regularly which has been a blessing. Because of my heart condition and this pregnancy being considered “high risk” I’ve been seeing multiple different doctors in multiple different places, so the time I’ve missed from work has been huge. Hopefully, after next week the initial appointments will subside, all doctors will be able to communicate together, and I’ll only have to regularly see my obgyn. My appointment at the maternal fetal medicine department (high risk), next week will allow me to see the baby in a high quality ultra sound, so despite the scariness of the appointment there is something very exciting to look forward too!
I have been terrible about taking my prenatal vitamins, and have been feeling the consequences of it. My exhaustion has not subsided at all, in fact, it’s probably worsened. I attempted to take a new brand of the prenatals and ended up feeling weak and sick each day I tried. I’ve been given some advice to try to take them at night instead, so I’ll attempt that to see if it helps. From what I’ve researched, the baby is going to get the things it needs, no matter what. The prenatals are actually for my health, which is why I’ve been able to go guilt free about skipping the vitamins. I eat healthy, so I know the baby is getting what it needs, but I also know that I should be taking the vitamins to have a healthy pregnancy. If the night time idea doesn’t work, I’ll just skip to a new brand until I find one that works.
I’ve only got a few more days until week twelve, when the risk of miscarriage subsides tremendously, and when many first time moms notice their belly’s starting to rise. I am still not showing, and although I feel much thicker, at my appointment a few days ago I had not gained a single pound since week seven. Even better, my doctor wasn’t concerned about the lack of weight gain at all. Because my wedding is just two months after the baby is born, I’m determined to keep the weight gain to a minimum. Hopefully, my babies sweet tooth doesn’t interfere!