New year's resolution

What a blast we had over Christmas telling all of my grandparents and reletives the great news! Unfortunately, I was still feeling absolutely dreadful, and spent a lot of time managing my illness between events.

My resolution was to harrass my OB until I got a prescription that worked. Finally, I got Zofran, which is actually a drug designed for chemo patients. I got a 7-day supply prescribed (20 pills) and paid a $60 copay. Not terrible, but pretty steep. Well, the retail price listed on my pharmacy bill was over $900! Can you imagine? So now I am able to live again. I don't think anyone who hasn't gone through horrible "All Day" sickness can really understand what it has been like to feel human again. I don't like having to take drugs, but I started gaining weight and that makes me feel better.

My belly seemed to really pop out the week after Christmas, but has slowed down since then. Maybe it will grow in spurts.

I have an appt on Friday morning, but we won't get an ultrasound. They will just check the heartbeat. I still can't wait. Every single thing that happens, or doesn't happen, makes me worried. I wish I had a way to constantly monitor my internal progress.

Here is a secret from the maternity club: the dressing rooms in the maternity departments are WAY nicer than the regular dressing rooms. Check out the GAP maternity dressing room if you ever need an example.

Gobble, gobble

Okay, car rides and pregnancy do not go well together. Our trip to Boston for Thanksgiving was a mixed bag. I felt pretty awful the whole time, and had to puke in a Target bag in the car (poor Dylan who had to witness it all). On the other hand, it was so great to tell Ryan's family and enjoy the warm reactions. Auntie Jordyn! :-) Also, we came home with Ryan's baby book, and a winter snowsuit he wore as a baby. So sweet.

My pudgy belly keeps getting pudgier.

Puking across Europe

Morning sickness set in two days before we left on our trip. And here I was thinking I would be one of the lucky few spared the nausea (mom never had any!). Our trip was really awesome anyhow - at least the parts after noon. The mornings mostly consisted of my sitting with my eyes closed on the touring bus trying not to move or breath.

Mom and dad now know the secret, too. I told them on a trip to Pgh for a CMU reunion. My poor friend Kristin had to be witness to the family event, but I was glad to be able to tell them in person. My dad's reaction was shouting, "Oh my God!" and my mom to cry and say, "I never thought you'd really do it!" I thought that was pretty funny, ha.

Today we got to have our second ultra-sound. The first just revealed the gestational sac and yolk sac. (Makes me feel like a chicken.) But today was pretty amazing. Immediately she found the baby, who is exactly on track being the proper size measuring 7 weeks and 4 days. Seeing the heartbeat, and then hearing it was so wonderful. To know that little one is really in there, alive and growing. The heartbeat is 152 beats per minutes, which I am told is perfectly normal. Ryan said he was even more excited to see how excited I was to see it on the screen. It really is so cool. I will try to scan in the picture and attach it here, but basically imagine a little shrimp. That's what it looks like :-)