Today we had Sesame's second scan after the failed first scan.
I'm happy to say that there is only one Sesame and the heartbeat was normal for around this time. We couldn't see much at all which is disappointing but apparently I'm only six weeks, four days pregnant. I don't really care as we HEARD THE HEARTBEAT! We didn't hear Lufflump's heartbeat until I was about twenty weeks pregnant.
|Sesame scan photo!|
Lufflump came in this time and was hilarious. He was so serious telling us what was happening complete with hand motions and laughed when we all did. Such a funny little man.
This pregnancy is so different from Lufflump's;
One; I am so tired all the time. During my first trimester last time I was working 60+ hour weeks on a mango farm (in the office) in Katherine, NT. I had three days off the whole time we were up there. Now, I'm having a two hour nap during the day and in bed before nine most nights. The doctor said something about having a child to chase around but I think it's more than that. I'd like more energy please!
Two; I'm sick and I wasn't sick with Lufflump. I think I spewed twice the whole time and that was more from anxiety as I was catching flights those days. Now, I'm lucky if I don't get sick at all during the day. It's been mainly evening sickness which sucks as that's when the mister works. I'm now addicted to mints and drinking SO MUCH SODA WATER!
Three; Until I heard the heartbeat today I wasn't quite sure whether it was gas or a baby. A gas baby. Seriously, I've never farted this much in my life!
Four; I'm an emotional mess. Oprah is unofficially banned. I can not get through one episode without hysterically crying. I think it's the music. I'm crying through the happy moments, blah moments and of course the sad moments. Unless I want a good cry I'm no longer watching Oprah.
Five; I've gained weight. I did gain weight with Lufflump early on but nothing like this. I wore my jeans until I was in my second trimester with him. I now wear maternity jeans. Seriously. WTF? I haven't gained any weight in a couple of weeks though. I think. My ass does, however, have a life of it's own.
|Ten weeks pregnant with Lufflump|
|Five weeks pregnant with Sesame|
So that's how this pregnancy is going. I have another doctors appointment tomorrow where she will refer me to the RBH Birth Centre so *fingers crossed* I get in. It's the closest I can get to a home birth which the mister is petrified of. In fact he's petrified of having to go through birth again. Poor guy. I wish dad's got similar hormones we do where they forgot the horror and just remember the outcome.
Have you had a baby at a birth centre? How was it?