I had started a post in my head - covering how the morning sickness seems to be worse when I don't force myself to eat regularly - and then, this morning, I christened the toilet at work. Decent breakfast, check. Snack of licorice to help settle my stomach, check. About half of a package of granola bars, check. Well iced down caffeine-free Coke, check. Quiet and happy stomach, no check.
"Dear Stomach, It would be very much appreciated if you would be consistent. Thank you."
For those keeping track at home, I am now down the better part of 6 pounds from my weight at the beginning of December. That may be why I haven't noticed any significant changes to my boobs in regards to cup size - though the band of my bra is starting to dig in a little bit more.
Towards the end of last week I swung by the local outlet mall and visited the Motherhood Maternity outlet. Apart from having credit card information pushed at me, and shuddering at the multiple colors and fabrics of cargo pants (So. Not. My. Style.) it wasn't a horrible experience. At least compared to any other shopping experience. I walked out with one pair of their "most popular" jean - because it actually fits like a regular jean. Well, if it's the most popular for that reason, why do you offer other versions? (insert roll of eyes) But I haven't broken down yet enough to wear them. Of course, I am resisting buying tops, so I'm having to make do with what I own that is long enough to cover the unbuttoned waistband of my regular jeans. Though I did buy a cute hooded pull-over sweater the same day at Eddie Bauer that should be long enough to cover the stretchy waist of the maternity jeans. It was 70% off, so whatever.
I am slightly freaking out about: the crib. Enough so that I sent one of those super-panicky stupid pregnant woman requests to Amalah for any advice she could provide on features, what to look for, etc. Of all the baby things I've seen researched to pieces, cribs have not been one of them. So that either means that I'm making a huge mountain out of a molehill or, well, that's really it, isn't it? Since we already have the low and tall dresser my parents used for me (including using the low dresser as a changing table), I'm not really looking to buy the full suite of crib/dresser/changing table. And since we have the twin bed frame that doesn't match but is nice and low to the floor in storage, and the matching double bed already set up with the dressers, I don't really see the need for a convertible crib that goes through college, but I'm concerned about mattress height in relation to the tops of the rails, and being able to reach and not kill my back and oh.my.god. Do you see what I mean? Just point me to what I need so my head won't explode.
I guess it's better that I'm stressing out over the crib then whether I'm still pregnant. Though with the morning sickness continuing, that's pretty significant proof that something is still going on down in there. That doesn't mean that I'm not looking forward to next weeks ultrasound. I'm still conflicted as to whether I want to do the nuchal fold measurement and blood work though. DH and I need to make a decision on this this weekend, perhaps we can chat about it while we look for some new pairs of jeans for him. Aren't you jealous that we're going to spend part of the weekend shopping for him?
No real changes to food this week - though I think my bosses menthol cough drop combined with a stuffy office may be to blame for this mornings episode.