First u/s

I'd like to discuss the most important element of yesterday's u/s first. I GAINED TWO POUNDS!! After I gave my urine sample, the MA said the dreaded words, "I need you to go ahead and step on the scale." I take off my shoes in a misguided attempt to make myself weigh less and step on the scale. The numbers tallied, then flashed the total across the small screen, and I instantly remember why I don't like going to the doctor's. Jimminy Crickets!!
Even though I was five minutes late (which I hate), gained two pounds, and had a blood pressure slightly higher than normal, I had a good appointment.

My doctor found the heartbeat right away at 122 bpm. We weren't able to hear it because it was too early, but we saw it beating strongly. I was also measuring one week behind where I thought I was. This was slighly disheartening, but ultimately we must go by the doctor's measurements. My doctor assured me that this was normal and that some people are off on dates and their own estimates. She gave us five pictures and pointed out where the arm buds were. I couldn't tell where on the shapeshifter she saw arms, but we took her word for it.

I also want to note that this pregnancy is different from when I was pregnant with Layla. The most noticeable difference is that the fatigue is worse. I nap daily and go to bed between 8:30-9, and that's still not enough. I don't know how I chased kindergarteners around all day when I was pregnant with Layla.

Another noticeable difference is that my belly is bigger already and my tailbone is already killing me. I can't even sit down comfortably most days. I didn't get this ailment until late second trimester with Layla.

My boobs are also less sore. With Layla, I had to take one boob at a time out of my bra when I undressed.

Finally, I have less nausea. Don't get me wrong, it's there, but I have only vomited once, and this was before I even knew I was pregnant. I dry heave a lot and gag, especially in the mornings when we are brushing our teeth. Layla thinks it's funny and likes to imitate me. I just look at her and promise myself that one day when she becomes a mom, I will not hesitate to remind her of this.

First Appointment

It's starting to feel more real and less like someone painted two pink lines on my pregnancy test.
Today we went for our first appointment. Everything was routine and as expected: pee in a cup, blood work, checking my weight and blood pressure. The doctor said that I will be monitored closely for preterm labor so that means good and bad news. The good news is that I will get plenty of ultrasounds. The bad news is that I will have to start weekly progesterone shots in the hip. Of course I consulted Dr. Google and found that those shots are supposed to be super painful. I guess it will be worth it though if they help me go full term. This is my sincerest hope and prayer, to deliver full term. I would stand on my head once a week for two hours if my doctor told me it would increase my chances of delivering a full term baby.

My first ultrasound is December 23. I can't wait to see the baby and to make sure everything is ok and progressing normally!