Team Fisty is feeling every single minute of the all the
goings on of week 7. I knew it was going to be a big one, I just didn’t know
how big!
Today, I’m exhausted. Absolutely, 100% knackered. It didn’t
help that I woke up at 4am and couldn’t go back to sleep, but these things
happen in pregnancy. I now wake up anytime between 3am and 5am needing to go to
the bathroom, and often with a blocked nose. Normally, I get back to sleep ok,
but not today.
After spending the last 4 days at home, and being able to
rest when I needed to, this morning was brutal. By the time I walked the 10
minutes to the train station, sat on the train for 20 minutes, and walked the
15 minutes to work, I was shattered. I walked in feeling like a husk. I
wondered how I would manage the rest of the first trimester, let alone to the
end of the year.
I had a meeting with my manager and asked to have Wednesdays
off, starting from next week. I need to break up the week and make sure I give
myself a rest day. I’ve decided to do this for myself so I can get through the
first trimester. Once things settle down I’ll come back to my normal week. But,
for the next 5 weeks, my main focus is getting Team Fisty over the line. I am
prepared to do whatever it takes to do that. The fact that it’s my birthday
next week, and it’s on a Wednesday, is a happy coincidence!
Apparently the early stages of pregnancy are like running a
marathon. You don’t think there’s much going on in there. How could there be
when you’re walking around with something the size of a blueberry inside you?
But, there is, and now I feel it. It’s not just the exhaustion that’s suddenly
increased, it’s the nausea, lower abdominal cramps, leg cramps, sore boobs and
appetite. It’s like all of a sudden my body is letting me know that it’s
working hard to bake these babies!
One of the big things to happen in Week 7 is the baby starts
getting it’s nutrition from the umbilical cord. For the first time, the babies
are now physically attached to me. Maybe this creates all the extra work. Or,
maybe it’s the fact that my HCG levels are probably be around 70,000 now. Given
the next few weeks are full of major baby milestones, there is no immediate
relief insight.
But, don’t get me wrong, I’m loving every minute of it. I
asked the babies to send me whatever they liked and they have. Yesterday, I
felt a wave of nausea and tears welled in my eyes. I was overcome with
happiness. Everytime I feel any of these things, it means they are still there.
It means they are growing and developing. It means I’m a day closer to holding
one or two babies in my arms.
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