12 weeks! It’s a fetus!
I had an OB appointment today and our first “real” ultrasound. Eventhough I’m a TechWhore, I don’t seem to own a scanner, so I can’t show you the very bad quality ultrasound picture, but I can tell you that the little one was all kinds of wiggly and is just fine. And thus, the first nickname is donned: Wiggly.
I won’t say I wasn’t excited about the ultrasound, it’s just that it’s not a new experience. I’ve done this before (obviously) and the mystery and “holy shitness” of the moment is kinda, well, less this time around.
When I saw Wiggly live and in action, it was cool. And? A rare moment of pure happiness. It was like before. And Husband was equally as freaked out as he was with The Swimmy. Isn’t he the cutest?
I’ve tried to keep a running list of things that are the same or different with this pregnancy than with The Swimmy. But I either fell asleep or got nauseated and never finished. I will attempt to do that now in what, I’m sure, will be the first of many Biological Adventure entries.
A COMPARISON OF THE FIRST TRIMESTER.
With the Swimmy
Little nausea, but crushing tiredness
Fruit, fruit, fruit and more fruit
Then milk, milk, milk and more milk and ice cream by the gallon
No meat or chicken
TONS of sushi and wasabi
TONS of spicy foods
Way too nervous to have sex
Crushing nausea, sort of tired
Almost no eating for awhile
Meat, meat, meat and more meat
NO fruit, milk, fish, shrimp or chicken
NO spicy foods
Some ice cream (strawberry preferred, but not great)
Way too nauseated to have sex
Whew. Bring on the second trimester.