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10 Weeks

This week has been interesting; we saw Dr. TK for the last time this week as we "graduated" from his office and are now seeking a new OB to fill that void.  I need to see Chalupa Batman again soon to get my fix.  We spent the weekend in Wisconsin with my parents and Porch went snowmobiling while I did some snow shoeing with my mom on the lake which was awesome but SO exhausting.  Awesome exercise!  Porch has been away for work this week and I've been watching Parenthood on Netflix and catching up on laundry.  My energy has been okay, definitely more than I had earlier on.  Though once I'm snuggled into bed, it's ridiculously difficult to emerge from my blanket cocoon. I've been really big on fruit lately and back into making smoothies for breakfast since I haven't really been into coffee -- at all -- which is odd.

How far along? 10 weeks!
Total weight gain: I'm at about 1.7 pounds (today).  
Maternity clothes? I rock a maternity top whenever possible. I'm eager to get my ass into some leggings or preggo pants with some room to spare.  I've got a Bella Band which helps!  I can keep my own pants for a while.  Target's Cartwheel app had a 20% off maternity coupon that I could add "secretly" so as not to let the cat out of the bag via social media before it was actually time.
Stretch marks?  None 
Sleep: A normal night involves me getting up at least once, sometimes twice, and on a rough night, three times to stumble to the bathroom.
Best moment this week: It was our best moment and our worst; we graduated from our RE this week and got a new ultrasound picture of our gummy bear baby 
Miss anything?  I was missing sushi so badly that I ordered it tonight -- but I got sweet potato maki and a tempura maki.  It was like heaven on earth.  Just the right flavor to satisfy the craving!
Food cravings: Nothing really, I just have to eat every few hours to avoid feeling sick.
Anything making you queasy or sick? Strong garbage smells knock me on my ass but I haven't actually gotten sick yet (I think I'm home free on this now).  I have to eat every few hours or I feel sick.  I made a beef stew that had baby a little upset... I went from loving it to hating it and back several times when I got home.  Jury is still out.
Gender: Too soon to tell, not sure when we'll find out!
Labor signs: Hahaha, so n/a
Symptoms: constantly peeing, occasional nausea, bloat... all of the bloat.
Belly button in or out?  In (and the idea of it popping scares the shit out of me -- I also fear my scar will burst open and my guts will fall out... rational, I know)
Wedding rings on or off: On.  And loose.
Happy or moody most of the time: Happy, exhausted, but happy.  Sad that I have to find a new ob since my ob/gyn doesn't see patients past 12 weeks.
Looking forward to: Finding a new ob so we can get another ultrasound scheduled to see Chalupa Batman!
Baby is the size of:  kumquat (what the hell is a kumquat?)
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