Dear Baby – 12 weeks

Dear Baby,

Here we are! At 12 weeks already. In so many ways, this pregnancy seems to be flying by. I haven’t been so great at keeping my documentation up to date but I’m going to fix that ASAP, because I don’t want to miss a thing with you my precious babe.

The last few weeks have involved a lot of exhaustion and sickness. Being pregnant is hard work, baby. Someday you better appreciate this. Thankfully you haven’t been making me as sick as I was with your big sister (knock on wood), but there have still been some pretty rough days. You make me run to the washroom first thing every morning to toss the cookies and then I feel rough for a bit but after a few hours, the rest of the day is usually fairly manageable as long as I keep whole wheat soda crackers and ruby red grapefruit juice in my tummy. Everyone says I should start feeling better soon and the queasys will go away, but guess what baby, just between you and I? I don’t believe them. I don’t foresee feeling better for a while yet, but if you want to ease up on me a little, I’d be okay with that.

For a few weeks, you were making me so super duper tired that I could hardly stay awake through the day. I did much more napping than I’m accustomed to and some nights, I went to bed at 7:30 right after Evalyn was asleep. Thankfully, the exhaustion has eased up a bit and I’m feeling more like myself in that way.

You are certainly making your presence known! When I was about 9 weeks, you suddenly popped out of no where and everyone could tell there was a baby in my tummy.  I guess you didn’t want to stay a secret for much longer.

Today we had our first midwife appointment and, oh baby! That sound is the sweetest sound to my ears. I was anticipating hearing your heartbeat so much and so I was very excited when you cooperated since it’s still early enough that it would be iffy to be able to catch it. That swoosh, swoosh, swoosh sound is one that I will never tire of hearing (well, okay, until I’m about 38 weeks and I’m ready to boot you out!)

You have been making Mama want salad! Salad! Salad! And I am a-okay with this craving … you can keep it up. Much better than the fish and chips I devoured when I was pregnant with your big sissy. I just cannot get enough of leafy greens, cucumbers, tomatoes, feta cheese and strong, acidic dressings. Bring on the Italian, Greek and Caesar vinaigrettes! Don’t tell anyone, but I can also take care of a bag of chips pretty quickly, as well. And cinnamon toast crunch. But, let’s just keep focused on the salad.

We’re off to a great start, kiddo. I can’t wait to see your sweet face but I’ll savour these months when I have you all to myself.

My love is yours,

Mama

As an update, here is the long awaited progression of my little bump so far. 8 weeks, 9 weeks, 10 weeks, 12 weeks.