5 Weeks

Weight: 114lbs (up a lb, woot woot)

Hips: 34 inch

Waist: 30 inch (can we say bloated)

 Breasts: 33 inch

 Still no REAL morning sickness, over the past five weeks, Ive thrown up twice. I sometimes feel nauseous if i get up too fast in the morning, but i have my soda crackers on my dresser for those mornings.

Ive been craving spicy foods a lot, and when i indulge in them i get heartburn, but only that. But my goodness, am i ever gassy. And i cant control it. It can be embarrassing. It doesn't seem to matter what i eat.

I feel so extremely bloated these days...probably because i am. After all, i have a pot belly, and baby is only approx. 2 mm long, so its obviously not "baby". I can feel my uterus when i poke around, and have measured it myself. Its where it should be to suggest that baby is still growing. It still makes me very nervous that my symptoms are minimal. The list is getting longer now, along with bloating, gas, a little nausia and heartburn, my breasts are so sore, and are becoming visibly swollen.

Out of nowhere, my hips are aching so much, and my lower back and all the muscles from my knees to my shoulder blades. I never had this with any of my other pregnancies, not even later on with my Ali. SO im really not used to it, but am learning how to deal with it.

According to the Chinese Gender Predictorhttp://www.babygenderprediction.com/chinese-gender-chart.html, Ali was a girl, and Baby Bean is a boy. I know its not always right or anything, but its fun to think about. I also thinks its a boy, but hubby is 100% convinced that this is, in fact, his fifth daughter (he has three daughters from a previous relationship). we have started the name game early, but can only agree on girls names. So far the list contains: Aiyanna (Eh-anna), Keira and Shawnasie.

Until next time...
Mama Kiwi

4 Weeks

Weight: 113 lbs

Hips: 34 inch

Waist: 28 inch

Breasts: 33 inch

Before we conceived in October, i was 111 lbs. I'm five foot two, and have been on the smaller side my entire life...what can i say, I'm fun sized.

My first three pregnancies all ended in early miscarriages, but before the miscarriages occurred (one at five weeks, one at eight and one at eleven), I had terrible morning sickness. Morning, noon and night i was running to the bathroom and becoming re-introduced to the toilet. I was throwing up 8-12 times a day. I had terrible heartburn, indigestion and gas.

With my fourth pregnancy, I found out i was pregnant at five weeks. I was at work, a small town pizza shop, and my boss was cutting cappicolli for the pizzas and talking to me. He was an older Italian man, about 45 (old enough to be my father) and he talked with his hands. Well, his hands were covered in cappicolli grease, and right there, in the back of the restaurant, I vomited on my boss. I didnt know i was pregnant yet, and i was SO embarrassed. He helped me clean it up, while we were cleaning it up, i kept apologizing, telling him i didnt know what was wrong with me, and that i was SO incredibly sorry. I'll never forget what he said to me. "Caightie, Ive been talking to my brother [my other boss] and some of the customers. And well, we have all noticed, you smell things that are going bad before anybody else, your making frequent trips to the bathroom. Your....lady bits....have gotten noticebly larger...and...i have three children, i know what early pregnancy looks like. Lets go." He then closed up the shop, and drove me to the hospital.

I know that sounds extreme, but we lived in small town Alberta, and that's just where you go to confirm a pregnancy when you don't have a family doc. They refer you to an OB after they have done blood work and a pap.

That pregnancy mimicked my previous three, except the heartburn carried right through until I delivered at 38 weeks and 1 day. The morning sickness, just as brutal as before, lasted from about four weeks to 24 weeks, then came back at 35 weeks and stayed until i delivered. I craved BACON, all the time. Bacon. Bacon. Bacon. I never got sore muscles really, except from about 30 weeks on, and that was only when she was on my sciatica. and i had some of the CRAZIEST dreams.

But this time around, at four weeks, i was just getting very vivid dreams. Mostly about my father, who passed away 9 years ago when I was 13. VERY mild nausia, no vommitting, no heartburn. Nothing. It makes me nervous.

The first few days after...

Finding out your pregnant, whether it was planned or not, is always a very emotion filled event. Even though this is my fifth pregnancy, when those two little lines appeared, i couldn't believe it. When i woke up that morning, i felt different. I wasn't late for my period, my breasts weren't sore, and i didn't feel at all sick to my stomach. But for some reason, every inch of me was scream, "Take a test!". So i went into the bathroom after i put my 18 month old, Ali, down for her mid day nap. I took the test, left it on the counter, without looking at it, then went and had a glass of milk. I went back to the bathroom, and with just two little pink lines, my life had changed, again.

Even though i had been through this before, the emotions were just as strong as the very first time. Shock was the first one. I don't know why, its not like i don't know where babies come from, but i was in utter shock. I ran and got the camera, without ever touching the test, and took some pics...anything to make it less surreal.

Those two pink lines....they were still there.


The next emotion was definitely excitement. I couldn't contain myself. I texted my hubby right away while he was at work. Texted my brother and other family members, and emailed my grandparents. When i finally sat down and did the math, i was only three weeks pregnant, and my EDD was July 23rd, 2010. In the next couple of days, i went to the women's sexual health clinic, where they confirmed the pregnancy, wrote me a referral to the same doc who delivered my Ali, and booked me my first ultrasound for Dec. 14, 2011.

Then, like a ton of bricks, it hit. My daughter will have to share her mommy and daddy. Since then, ive told her i loved her more often, hug her a little tighter, and keep telling her "Theres ALWAYS room for you in Mamas arms." Ali will be about 27 months old when our Baby Bean arrives...shes going to be a great big sister.