Guess the Baby Heard Her

At my first doctors appt, my midwife and I had a long talk about weight gain. OK so it wasn't really that long. More like:

Nancy: How much did you gain with Sophie
Me: 55 pounds
Nancy: We would like to see you stay at 20 this time. I know you can do it!

55 pounds. That is a lot of freaking weight to pack on. I really and truly dedicated to doing better this time. One such way is continuing to go to the gym.

Well, I am guess my unborn Sprout (as I have decided to name him- and no before you ask, I don't know the sex but I get tired of the he/she) heard Nancy and took what she said to heart.

Not only have I had terrible morning sickness this time around, causing numerous food aversions (more aversions than food that sounds good) and some fun go-rounds with the porcelain throne- I also got violently ill this weekend.

Dr at the ER said it was probably food poisoning- not sure where I picked it up but it was crappy. 12 hours of vomiting, keeping nothing at all down- trying to make it through the day. Finally, at 7:30 I decided I couldn't handle it and I called Jeff crying. He got his dad and step-mom to come sit with Sophie and my brother-in-law took me to the ER. Barb, my stepmom-in-law, joined us up there a little later after Sophie was settled in bed. They stayed with me until close to midnight and even offered to stay the night. God bless 'em!

I did get an ultrasound to check on Sprout and he looks great. Growing just as he should. Michael, my bro-in-law, even got to see Sprout squirming on the screen!

Today, I am back at work and I can tell my pants are looser. My appetite isn't fully back yet either but I am drinking a lot.

I am 14 weeks today and still very comfortably in my regular pants.

I am interested to see the scale on Thursday.