In the meantime, on Friday, my weight was 140.8, which means I lost a pound that week, but didn't actually lose anything compared to the last couple weeks, meaning that I've been maintaining at about 140.
I found out why on Thursday night.
How Far along: 4 weeks on Thursday, which makes me 4w4d today, which is Carnegie stage 8, which means that my baby looks like a vulva.
Baby size: Poppyseed.
Total weight gain: None.
Maternity clothes: N/A, though honestly, this bloat is no joke. By evening it's seriously uncomfortable.
Sleep: Like a rock, if I actually get to sleep all night. Thanks to Dee, this is an infrequent occurrence, but at least she's weaned now so that makes my mornings a little better. I don't always hear her wake up at night right now though, and often C nudges me and wakes me up to tend her.
Best Moment this week: Not even a little related to pregnancy, but it was Dee's birthday party. I'll share pics of that in another post.
Gender: It's a boy. I know this.
Labor signs: N/A
Belly button: In, and expected to be in for the duration.
Cravings: Nothing particularly sounds good, but lemon/lime stuff is very, very appealing.
What I miss: Nothing yet, although I will be missing margaritas and Bitter Elders this summer.
Stretch Marks: No new ones.
What is different this time around: Bloat is worse, makes my belly look huge (see pics above). I am in better physical condition this time than with either previous kid, in spite of what the scale says, and I have mostly fixed my diastasis recti, so I'm going to keep trying to maintain that the best I can.
What I am looking forward to this week: Hoping that morning sickness does not decide to show up, and that some foods at least sound like something I want to eat. I also plan to get in at least 6 miles, but I'm not really very hopeful about any evening workouts.
This was not planned, as you may have guessed from my previous posts. C and I were not planning to have a third biological kid, and though I wanted one I was not even contemplating anything seriously for at least another year (though he now says that I had almost persuaded him to have another child). We were using spermicide (VCF films, which had not failed us in probably 40 months of use). I had the thought, the day I ovulated, that I had somehow gotten pregnant this cycle, but put it out of my mind as sheer imagination. When, a week after ovulation, I felt crampy (pinchy cramps) I mentioned it to C, and he said maybe things were just getting going early this cycle. Then a couple days later I almost fell asleep in my parked car right after I got to work in the morning. I had random hot flashes and random nausea flashes. Smells jumped out and ambushed me. I was intermittently crampy and felt "wet" constantly. My period didn't show up at 12, or 13, or 14 DPO, so on my way home I bought a DollarTree test. I didn't tell C because I fully expected that I was making all this up in my head and the test was naturally going to be negative.
I am sort of getting excited, but I am sort of terrified (C is in this same boat). I am not worried about pregnancy and delivery, really, except that we can't afford to deliver off network (J and Dee were both born at the same hospital, one that is not included by Kaiser) this time, so I'll be going to a Kaiser hospital. I do not like how they handle pregnancy or delivery, so this is hard for me. They no longer have midwives that I can see for my prenatal visits. I can only hope that our work quits using Kaiser, but I am not terribly optimistic about that. We were planning to finish fixing up and sell our house next spring (2015) but now that has been moved up to this fall, if we can do it. It's going to be a challenge. I think we can still move next spring, but we'll be really crowded in the meantime.
Oh, and did I mention that we no longer have any baby stuff? I think we still have the dropside crib I got from my sister but I hate that thing (never mind the fact that it's been recalled). At least we still have a few cloth diapers, too, so we just need to rebuild our stash of those. I'm also very glad that while I had put all my nursing bras in the "donate" box, we hadn't actually donated them, so I know that when my boobs decide to go nuts I will be ready. And breast pumps are covered now by insurance, so that is nice. Anyway, there you go.
For what it's worth, I will still be doing my 300 miles for the year, I'll just have an extra person joining me. I will still report my mileage each week, and any other workouts I do.
*Ahem* Also, please check my mileage ticker! GO ME!! 101 MILES DOWN! Booya!