8 Weeks

Hooray! We've officially made it to 8 weeks! Thank you all so much for your prayers, I'm convinced they made all the difference!

Look at that sweet picture! About the size of a lima bean. You've come a long way in the last 6 weeks, my little miracle!

This week has been rough. The progesterone is unpleasant at best. It stings and itches, and it's putting me on a roller coaster of emotions. And the need for being on additional hormones has definitely interfered with my bonding with the baby. It's almost as if I'm holding back for fear that this will end badly. I understand that's normal, but it still doesn't make me feel good about this.

Cravings this week have been (again) for spicy minestrone soup, and canned goods (soup, beans, fruit cocktail). Also, could I be more textbook? Pickles, of course. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Still not feeling like eating chocolate or drinking coffee, and swiss cheese was not my friend. Macaroni and cheese, on the other hand.....

Afternoons can get a little rough. Sometime around noon or so, my energy just drains away. Andrew has been a real champ, sometimes even taking a long nap with me, snuggled up in my bed. He's all about helping mom right now, any way he can. I'm so blessed with my son!

Funny story - Andrew told me the other day how scared he was to have a baby when he grows up. I was so glad to waylay his fears and let him know that he'll never be required to push a baby out of his belly, but he'll probably be forced to watch it happen to his wife someday. Which is more painful? Remains to be seen.

We've got to get through this week, then early next week we'll be back to see the doctor. I'm anxious for that appointment - I've read that progesterone supplements can retain a pregnancy that by all rights should have failed (women getting their 20 week ultrasound only to find that the baby died at 16 weeks!). I want to see a heartbeat, complete with numbers.

So that's my update. Please continue to pray for us and our little lima bean!