The worst of my symptoms are starting to taper off. This freaked me out yesterday. I’m supposed to be appalled at the odor of dinner cooking. I’m supposed to be near tears every time I take off my bra. That hasn’t been happening since we have come back from our trip. Honestly, it’s a little scary.
But there is this rational side of me who knows that tomorrow I am eleven weeks and that this is around the time that symptoms do start to taper off. I don’t have any negative signs at all, no cramping, no spotting–nothing like that. And I’m still plenty tired. I can take a nap within an hour or two of waking up in the morning. I still have to wake up at least once in the night to pee, but not five times. See? It’s a little nerve-racking.
Most of me knows that everything is likely just fine and that I should not be complaining about feeling well, but I can’t help but allow some of the anxiety to creep in.
Tomorrow is our next OB appointment. Hopefully that will bring us some peace. We don’t plan to have another scan just yet (our insurance isn’t paying for them, and we can’t afford $150 every time we go to the doctor), but if we have to, if the doctor suspects a problem, I suppose we will. Honestly, it would be really nice to have an uneventful check-up where everything is completely normal. That’s what I want.
Ugh. I’m so ready to feel confident about all of this.
On another more humorous note, I tend to feel my uterus when I lie in bed at night and when I shower in the morning. When I am standing, it feels higher, and it’s really amazing. Occasionally, I make J feel it too, so yesterday, as I was realizing it was quite a bit higher than before (yes, I know this should reassure me). She did, and then she sort of jerked her hand back and wrinkled her nose.
I asked her what was wrong and she told me that while she thought it was really cool, it was still an organ. She doesn’t know how she feels about touching organs. She has no problem resting her hand on my belly, and she does it with great regularity, especially when we’re cuddling at night, but I think the uterus is going to have to take on its rounder, more familiar form before she is very comfortable feeling it directly. And I can guarantee that once she starts feeling some movement in there, she’ll not be able to keep her hands off of the organ.
Have I mentioned lately that I love my wife? I do.