As ever, trying to be more proactive in documenting the progression of pregnancy symptoms.

Month 2, week 5

I have ever so slightly begun to be sick this week. It feels mostly like I’m hungry, then I eat something, and realize I’m not hungry but nauseated.

I really wanted to plan and prepare for the sick period, but I think I was daunted by how bad everything was last time even though I did plan and prepare. Simply nothing will make this season better.

I had light pink spotting either this week or the week before–I can’t recall now. I think it was week 4. I also had this with Aurick.

month 2, week 6

I wish I had noted the exact day, but right around the day I turned six weeks, the true nausea and fatigue struck with a vengeance, then steadily increased. At first I could still find foods that appealed to me and eat anyway. By the end of the week, this was much harder.

I’ve been wondering and speculating about the onset of symptoms. I don’t actually know how pregnant I am, so I can’t exactly speculate the way I want to. But it seems like the girls started earlier and the boys on the later side–I know (because I remember the calendar dates) that Clive’s morning sickness started at 7 weeks. So did Anselm’s, and so did Aurick’s. I can’t recall Eldore’s, and I do think Ephraim’s was closer to 6 weeks. But I know the girls were 5-6 weeks. Since (as far as I know) this seems to have started earlier, I’m interested to see if there is actually a pattern here! Of course I’ll be able to tell more about whether the sickness started “early” or “late” on the 27th when we have our first ultrasound.

month 2, week 7

Nausea and fatigue continue, I am still able to keep up with most things. I didn’t really think much about being pregnant this week. Every now and then I would realize I felt awful, and it surprised me as if I had forgotten the reason.

Insomnia became a regular fixture. Almost every night I’m up for 2-3 hours.

Month 2, week 8

The week started the same as the previous two weeks, with a sudden downwards spiral at the end of it. I spent Friday in bed–dizzy, tired, incredibly nauseated, and smells suddenly began to really bother me. Jeremy brought me sandwiches from Chick-Fil-A, which typically really help my energy levels. I always feel better the day after I’ve eaten a chicken sandwich from there. So Saturday was better, though I still peter out quickly. I’m having trouble with becoming short of breath. I’m a little anxious to be feeling that already.

Names have been finalized; Flannery Agatha for a girl, Wenceslaus (Wence) Octavian for a boy. I’m working on a post explaining the names.

Our first sonogram is in a couple of days.

Forgive me the dry nature of these updates. I’m just trying to get things down.