The Pregnancy Chronicles: 10 Weeks

Well, I’ve made it to 10 weeks!

My morning sickness is pretty much gone, for the most part, thank goodness, but I’m still having lots of food aversions. My main staple lately is pizza.  I can’t get enough!  And it’s the only thing I can eat and feel completely fine afterwards.  All other food gives me kind of a gross feeling in my throat and stomach,  but not pizza!!!  Papa Johns has gotten a lot of our money in the past couple months.  My favorite is pepperoni and pineapple.  Yum!  Just thinking about it makes me want to order some right now. 

According to my baby books and the internet, Baby McVey is about the size of a prune this week, and next week will graduate to a lime!  I can’t believe she/he is that big already!  She/he is starting to form hair follicles and fingernails.  And although we won’t be able to tell for sure what the gender is for another 5 weeks or so (maybe longer), reproductive organs are already forming!

My belly is starting to stick out and I can’t really hold it in anymore, so I pretty much just look fat since I don’t look obviously pregnant yet.  But luckily I still fit into all my normal clothes, even jeans.  My amazing friend, Renee, gave me all her maternity clothes, which is going to be such a big help!  I’ll barely have to buy anything!  Just sweaters and maybe some long sleeved shirts.  She was mainly pregnant in the summer, and I’m going to go through most of my pregnancy in the winter, but I’ll make do, and the stuff she sent is so cute!  I’m excited for the day when I can start wearing them!

See, just looking like I have a poochy belly.  Not looking pregnant yet, but I’m sure the day will come soon where I wake up and I’m like, “Holy crap!  Where did that belly come from!?”  But for now, I’m just trying to enjoy every moment of my pregnancy, because I know it’s just going to fly by.  I can’t believe it’s already been a month and a half since we found out about our little peanut!  We have less than 7 months until our little one is here!  Which means I better get started making some baby stuff!  Lord knows this child is going to be overwhelmed with blankets, booties, and hats.