Weekend away and an 11 week old bebe.
Lovely weekend in Moncton with relatives. Back yard fire pit party with loads of food and beer. Drunk relatives are hillarious.
I spoke with my Aunt for a long while, she was so relieved when I told her I was pregnant, her damn head nearly exploded. She said, thank God you finally said something, your mother told me 6 weeks ago but swore me to secrecy and that was hardest secret I have had to keep cause I am so excited. She told me that as she was thinking of me and Evan these past months, she was thinking how her mother, my grandmother, had 12 children and only 10 lived. Her first, a baby boy was stillborn. We both found this sadly ironic that as her granddaughter I would encounter the same fate. Anyhow she then had 10 more babie before having a son die in bed with her at home 3 weeks after birth, my mom remembers this clear as can be. She has one more living child after that one. In total giving birth to 8 daughter and 4 sons, and having only 2 of 4 sons live. That women suffered alot of hardship in her lifetime and I can completly identify with her social anxiety and heavy drinking now. I could have so easily found myself there. Here’s hoping and praying I never do.
On that note, 11 weeks has come and gone, I was feeling so much better and then the nausea came back to rear it’s ugly head today. One thing has changed and that is rather then being turned off by all food, I am ravenously hungry, However, I still only want to stuff my face with certain foods, and am still partial to cold foods. I have been gorging myself on this awesome pasta salad with balsamic, bocconchini and fresh basil, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.
Things that have made me sick this week: cheesburger, chicken wings, chicken burger and fries and gravy, Basically junk food and meat are on my do not eat list.
Still feeling fluttering in the belly. It comes and goes. Dr. tommorow, I hope and pray they will be able to pick up the heartbeat on the doppler, she said the earliest they can is 11 weeks, so here’s hoping. They were able to get Evan’s heartbeat at 11 weeks and I was in awe. Otherwise I will have to wait until the 22nd and I need reassurance now. More reassurance then my stomach expanding along with my appetite and the fluttering in my belly. Should the heartbeat be easily detected tommorow, I will go public everywhere, if not I will wait until after next Wednesday’s ultrasound.