The Worries of Baby Baking

Alt Title: Why I Think We Should Get Ultrasounds Each Month

I have not gained any weight.  I have actually lost weight.  And if you had seen me eat in Chicago, you would be worried too!  Not to mention I avoided any and all physical activity while I was there, and slept a good portion of my vacation away.  Brett's logical explanation:  "It's the HCG honey!  People use it all the time to lose weight!"

Okay, so I'm only 14 weeks along.  I really shouldn't be complaining about not gaining weight, and I'm not.  I have 5 more months of weight gaining opportunities, and I can garuntee I'll be taking advantage.

But...But...is everything okay?

I haven't felt any wiggles in two days.  Granted most women haven't even felt their peanut even by this point, let alone every day. 

But...But...is everything okay?

I haven't been sick, tired, hormonal (Brett may disagree with this one) and all symptoms except an occassional (HORRIBLE) headache have eluded me.

My belly isn't growing much.  I can still wear my regular pants (with a nifty hair tie around button and hole) and sleep on my tummy.

Well, I'm sure everything is fine.  My round ligaments are stretching nicely.  Coughing and sneezing are as agonizing as ever.  No questionable activity has happened "down south" so I really have nothing to worry about (I can actually hear my OBGYN's voice saying this). 

I think we produce a worry hormone when we're pregnant.  That way, worrying about all the little things, there's no way we'd ignore the big ones. 

I guess like any baking, you worry until it's done.  "Why isn't the bread rising?  Why isn't the rice cooking?  Why are the carrots not softening?  Why isn't the gravy thickening?  Why is the chicken on fire?"

The only cure for this worry is delivery.  I'll take it!  I mean, in 5 months, I'll take it!

Kelly Out