this past week has been the worst so far in terms of nausea and fatigue. nothing sounds appetizing, and i basically just eat because i know i should. the mental fatigue is even worse. i constantly lose my train of thought or can’t think of the word i’m meaning to say. how hard is it to remember the word simultaneous? i mean, COME ON. couple this with the fact that i’m not sleeping well due to the frequency and severity with which i have to pee, and you’ve got one spacey, glassy-eyed, and moody woman on your hands!
in happier news, this week our baby is the size of a blueberry!
he/she is developing hands and feet and is slowly losing its tail. go, embryo, go! i have no visible bump to speak of, just a general rounding and bloaty-ness. the eggo waffles (i mean preggo waffles) i keep eating probably don’t help matters.
and now for the week 7 “bump” picture:
please excuse the greasy hair/lack of make-up/haute couture ensemble. this was taken fresh from an afternoon nap.
just 9 days until our first ultrasound!
everything will turn out alright. 