4 weeks.

It’s bittersweet to be starting the weekly posts again, considering the last time I wrote one of these was at 8 weeks, just two days before our world came crashing down around us. This time around I’m not going to be taking weekly photos just yet. One, because there’s really no point this early as it’s just all bloat; and two, because it’s just too painful to remember the last time I was taking those. Maybe at 9 weeks I’ll start including photos, since we didn’t make it that far last time.

Okay, here we go again…

At 4 weeks…

Baby is the size of a poppyseed and is already starting to grow organs and hair!

Mama is tired, bloated, emotional and nauseated. A new symptom this time around is a persistent headache, which is super annoying. The nausea has come on a lot stronger sooner this time too. I don’t think I actually threw up until around 5 weeks last time. This time I started throwing up once or twice a day right away, starting with the night of the first maybe-positive pregnancy test. Similar to last time, the smell of dog food makes me hurl and I can’t stomach coffee anymore. My allergies have also been out of control, and I’ve been too paranoid to take my Zyrtec, even though it’s supposedly okay to take. I have a lot of cramps, which I’ve read is just your uterus preparing to stretch, but still has me paranoid Aunt Flo is about to come and crash the party. In short, I’ve been feeling like crap these last few days… but I wouldn’t change it for the world! One thing I would change, though, is this nasty cold I’ve come down with over the last couple days! I even think I may have been running a slight fever last night as I was hot and cold all night.

I had my betas drawn on Thursday and Saturday – the first draw was 27 and the second draw was 63. So they’re more than doubling, which is a good sign, but I’m still so afraid of every little thing. They didn’t/wouldn’t check progesterone like I thought they were going to, so hopefully that’s not an issue. I’ve gone a couple days now without actually throwing up, but I don’t know if that’s because the nausea has subsided a bit or if I’m making a bigger effort to hold it back (my throat was SOO raw a few days ago from the daily vomiting). I’m so paranoid about everything at this point. 32 days until our first ultrasound… it cannot come soon enough!