Hi everyone. I'm back on MN after four weeks in Australia. Pure bliss, although the flight was a nightmare. Despite now being 19+1 I've had two very large and unpleasant vomiting episodes in the last 24 hours, which I've put down to jetlag and plane food.
Have just spent the afternoon catching up on everyone's news. Devastated to read KnitterNotTwitter's sad tale and fingers crossed there will be no more news like that for the rest of us. I have my 20 week scan next week; hopefully all will be revealed to be fine and as expected.
I'm not really sure if I've felt movements or not. I think I do feel something, but then I wonder if it is just digestive movement. By this stage I think I should be, so I guess the funny bubbly jerky sensation is the baby moving. Part of me still doesn't quite believe I'm pregnant (despite two scans, plenty of nausea, some fairly significant vomiting and the development of a small, hard belly all pointing very clearly in the direction of an occupied uterus!) so the scan next week will be important emotionally.
I think I've gained about 3kg, but I don't weigh myself regularly so I'm not really sure. Boobs have definitely increased in size, and I do have the tiniest, sweetest little bump. However, if you didn't know I was pregnant then you'd never guess. I have to say this has surprised me, as I am a very small and slender frame and really thought I'd pop out straight away. Not sure where this baby is hiding, as I can still wear size 6 clothes and am only just pushing 50kg now. Must be nestled in nice and deep!
Soundofherwings: you have my utter sympathy. Stress, in my case due to work, has been the bane of my life for the past few years. In the lead up to my trip down under it was horrendous - I was waking with palpitations and anxiety several times during the night, unable to switch off the constant list of things to do. I have to say that after four weeks away I feel like a completely new person. However, tomorrow marks the first day of a ten day stretch, most of it away from home. I must try to consciously keep my adrenal health under control and rein myself in with a stern but gentle talking-to when I find myself promising the world to my patients (and meaning it!) and then beating myself up when I just don't have the ability to get everything done. I've worked so hard in my career to get where I am now, and my world has revolved around my job for so long, that I just can't believe that in a few short months life will be very, very different. Eeek!
Anyway, glad to read everyone's stories and looking forward to keeping up to date as we all start the next round of scans and appointments.