Peanut, you are six full weeks and starting the seventh. This week, you will grow to 10,000 times bigger than you were at conception--about the size of a blueberry. You are generating about 100 brain cells a minute. Your arm and leg buds are forming and dividing into their segments. Your mouth and tongue are forming. And, your kidneys are in place. We love you very much.
Peanut, an idea wormed its way inside my head a few days ago and refuses to budge. I am terrified that you may be a blighted ovum, and not a viable, healthy pregnancy.
During my last pregnancy, I started getting morning sickness on the first day of my seventh week. I also was getting up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, and visiting the bathroom 5-6 times while at work. My breasts were so sore I could hardly shower, and I was exhausted to the point of silliness.
This time, I have no morning sickness, only visit the bathroom 2 times at work, maybe 5 times over a day, my breasts are vaguely sore but nothing terrible, and I am pretty tired.
This lack of symptoms worries me greatly. I would rather be sick as a dog, morning and night, and know that things were progressing fine...than to feel fine and worry incessantly like this. I have a whole week to fail at not dwelling on this until my ultrasound, where I guess I'll find out one way or the other.
I want to have faith, but doubt yells so much louder for my attention.
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