6w 5d

When I was having Fatboy, morning sickness started at 6w 5d.
Although I've been sick three times in the last two weeks, I wouldn't say morning sickness has 'started', certainly not how I experienced it with Fatboy. With him, I felt sick continuously from 5DPO, and was retching daily from 5w. When I actually started being sick, it was a relief.
However, with this baby, I've been 'suddenly' sick with no retching. I feel nauseous constantly, but it's very 'low grade'. I have started off retching if I see something revolting, but in general it is FAR more low key than it was with the Fatboy.
However, the fatigue is FAR worse. I was ready for bed last night at about ... 4:30pm. I went up at 9 and was asleep by 10 and then up at 8, but I could go back to bed. It sucks. It's gonna get worse. Sigh.
I would rather be sick than tired. No contest.

Sometimes, I remember that I can never take this pregnancy for granted. I am still continuously expecting to be bleeding whenever I go to the toilet. For me, seven weeks is a great big psychological barrier, so perhaps when I get past it, I'll be happier.
Aside from falling over (like a great, flapping whale) in the bath and straining my ENTIRE groin, I'm doing fine. Retched last night :D It's a GOOD THING. Proves the small one is growing. I'm finding more and more things revolting. Also a good sign
My little sister is due five weeks ahead of me. Ish. Might be more when I actually get an accurate dating scan. When I was having my Fatboy, both my sisters in law were pregnant. It seems I am not allowed to be pregnant alone, :D

I can't get hold of the bloody midwife to sort my booking appointment out. She's on holiday for two weeks out of the next four. I'm on holiday for a week out of the next four. I will EVENTUALLY get a booking though.

I'm getting used to peeing all the time, but not the amount of loo roll I now get through.

Bleurgh

I have felt mighty sick today. The curry from last night set me retching first thing. I do love to dry heave in the morning!

I keep getting awful backache. Muscular, rather than internal. I think it's from lifting the Fatboy. He needs to shrink, or lift himself!

It's sinking in

So, the nausea has stepped up a gear now. I'm not being sick, I rather think tuesday was a one off, but I feel awful all day. The only time I don't feel sick is when I'm hungry. Which is rare. It's the opposite to how I was with Fatboy, when I was constantly feeling sick AND hungry, and would stop feeling sick when I ate, and I could eat ALL DAY.

Orange juice and orange pop seems to trigger particularly strong nausea, although actual oranges do not.

I think it's time to stop wearing sanitary towels now. Although I can't help thinking that if I stop, I'll start bleeding. But then I thought if I started writing in my preg book that I would start bleeding, and I haven't.

I wrote my midwife a letter asking for a booking appointment on a wednesday at NCH instead of at the surgery. They only run clinics on a tuesday at the surgery (where I work) and I can't get childcare on tuesdays. Which is fine for short appointments, but he won't be entertained for an hour while mummy and daddy fill in paperwork. So I've asked for wednesday 15th. I'll be 9, almost 10 weeks by then. She's got loads of holiday coming up. So hopefully she'll phone me on tuesday to sort that out.

I've told both my bosses now. I'll tell everyone else once my BIL and SIL know. All my siblings know already. Hubby hates telling his family anything, so I'll end up doing it. I'd like everyone to know before a family wedding, which both mine and his family will be going to, when I shall be 11w.

Sick sick sick

I threw up. Four weeks, five days and I threw up. That is abysmally early.

At least it proves that the small one is thriving in there, despite shitting me up with spotting twice last week. I've had no more spotting, perhaps my cervix took my injunction to heart.

I'm so ANGRY at everything. Hormonal FURY

Dear cervix

Please stop bleeding. There's really no need to shit me up like this. Just be quiet, plug up and go to sleep for eight months. There's a good lump.

There's a person in my uterus

Shhhhh don't tell anyone yet....

Symptomwatch

I keep having utterly bizarre dreams.

1. I am due to have a replacement hip operation. My bed is booked at 12. Husband is being an arsehole and finally takes me to hospital at 1:15, having refused to give me my 'last meal' the night before. He is not there when I wake up from the operation. I woke from the dream and SHOUTED AT HIM :D

2. I went to London with two LJ friends ( and we ended up in this toilet that looked like the front of an edwardian townhouse, but was just a facade with a loo behind one of the windows. One girl went in and started yelling. I asked her if she was giving birth (she's not pregnant) and she yelled back that she thought so and then came out holding a newborn girl. Called Poppy.

3. I went to a party without my hubby and ended up kissing some sixteen year old (I thought he was my age), whose virginity I was about to take when I asked him how old he was. He told me he was born in 1946 (lol) and then I found his NHS card (lol again) which said 1994. So I got off him, went to find my husband to have some sex and EVERYONE at the party came in to watch. Not in a pervy way, in a slightly annoyed way. So we couldn't finish and then he and my best friend (who's party it was) had a huge row about it.

I never had such vivid dreams with Jimmy, at least not right at the start. My main very early symptoms with him were moodiness, nausea, cramps and aches. I have all that, but also these dreams. And I don't want ANYONE touching me, not even my hubby (poor guy). I keep BITING the head off all, alternating with weeping and being overwhelmingly happy. My nipples CANE, I'm peeing constantly and I'm very snippy.

I'm tempted to test tommorow, at approx 11DPO, but I shall probably leave it til Friday (going camping in between) and then my period might have started. Which will save me a fortune in POAS.