The good news, I *think*, is that my morning sickness is suddenly improving rapidly! In past pregnancies, when I get a virus of any sort, morning sickness somehow seems to improve, or even disappear while I'm unwell, and then as I start to improve it comes back in. So I can't say it's cleared up - maybe it's just because I'm unwell? But it was improving these last few days! I was only feeling sick before a meal, although it lingered after eating too. Still a big improvement!! :) I can't drink normal water yet (that's the true test - that and biting my fingers/nails - yuck, I know!), but today I did take some paracetamol with a small glass of TAP WATER! I just couldn't bear to swallow it with a strong fizz of sparkling water (which I'm getting bored of, but at least it doesn't make me feel nauseous!) on my sore throat, so I got a glass of water and just downed it quick. I did feel a wave of nausea as a result, but I noticed it was very mild compared with how it used to make me feel, so I'm cautiously optimistic! :) I was 15 weeks when my morning sickness with Lydia went away, though all the other pregnancies have had very different gestations for my morning sickness to clear up, so we'll see. I also chewed my little fingernail off (sigh) last night with zero consequences, while watching a movie, so maybe... In any case, it is getting much more bearable, which is always the case after 14 weeks, and I'm SO THANKFUL to have reached this stage at last! It seemed to last forever, but actually now that I'm here, it has gone pretty fast. :)
I am still just about able to lie on my front to sleep, and dreading when I can't, because I am such a tummy sleeper! I can sleep on my side or back too, but when I'm pregnant I get real trouble with hot feet, and restless leg syndrome which is UNBEARABLE and keeps me awake for hours. If I lie on my front, I can get to sleep quickly. If I can't, it's hours and hours of misery lying awake. It makes that big a difference, and I know that pretty soon I will not be able to get comfortable with my bump lying on my front. Some nights it is uncomfortable now, and I have to move to my side instead, but it seems to depend on the baby's position. I can sometimes feel the firm shape of a little back pressed out against my tummy now! :) Still low, below my tummy button (my uterus nearly came right to my tummy button this morning though - the highest yet! - though it usually is a couple of inches below still), but bigger than palm size. My hand - fingers to wrist, can cup it comfortably. :) At 13 weeks, my baby measured just over 7cm from head to bottom, so two weeks later I am guessing that that shape and size in my palm is about right for the little curve of a back. :)
I am not feeling much in the way of movements. This baby is super calm and quiet, compared with most of my others, though I think someone (Samuel??) was calm and quiet too. If it was Samuel, he was THE most laid-back and snuggly gorgeous baby, my easiest little baby for sure. As a newborn, he would wake, feed, sleep on my chest for 4 hours, repeat. Occasionally poo. As he got a bit older, he changed it to, wake, feed, coo and smile and be happy and delightful, sleep (preferably on me, as he loved to snuggle). Occasionally poo. ;) I don't know if his early fetal behaviour had any connection to his behaviour as a baby, but if it did - WOOHOO!! ;) A calm and laid-back baby would be wonderful! I am nervous about surviving colic again, but I'm still here after several colicky babies, so I guess we'll make it either way! ;)
So I don't feel many movements, and if I do, I am usually lying VERY still on my back or reclining. Then I might feel a TEENSY pop to my tummy, or a sensation of "something" moving ever so slightly. Or a tiny little squirm. That's it! Maybe my placenta is anterior, but I think this little one is just not the big mover that some of its siblings have been! Only 2 weeks further on from this gestation, Matthew gave my hip such a kick that my bottom shifted sideways on the chair I was sitting on, haha! He's the same today at age 9, one hundred percent! ;) Yesterday was the strongest movement I've felt from this baby so far. Neil sneezed particularly loudly, and it gave me a sudden jolt of adrenaline as I jumped. Within seconds, I felt two little tiny pop-like taps slightly to the left of centre, a couple of inches above my pubic bone. That's about as fired up as my little one seems to get at the moment - from a quick burst of adrenaline! ;) So at least I'm feeling movements, even if they're teeny and not very frequent yet.
My bleeding picked up again early last week. Still old blood, but heavier, and a bit more reddish than before. I'm so easily anxious about the bleeding now! A couple of mornings later, I woke up and lay there in bed for a moment, and just fractionally tensed my abs without thinking, and instantly a lot of blood came out, so I ran for the loo. I thought it was another big bleed starting, but thankfully it was old blood, and it settled down after a short while, though it made me a bit crampy in the meantime. Today is the first day that I have had minimal brown spotting - almost nothing at all this afternoon! :D I'm excited, as it's been weeks since I had almost nothing in the way of spotting or bleeding, but it has now been 3 times in a row that it has got to that point (or even completely stopped spotting) for anywhere between one day and a few days, and then a sudden big bleed again. So I am paranoid and can't relax about it (or dare to go without a pad!) yet.
Elijah (3) seems to be having a crisis of realisation at the moment. Last week he came over to talk to me (standing up), and his head is almost at my bump height now (he is teeny weeny, but also I have short legs, ha!). He looked up to talk to me, and there was a bump in the way of his normal view, lol! His face was a picture! He put his hands on it, and then asked why my tummy was like that, and when I told him it was the baby growing inside, he wanted to move my top and jeans so he could see my tummy properly. When I shifted my waistband for him, his eyes went round! He seemed happy and smiled and patted my bump, and has talked about the baby growing pretty much every day since, but suddenly today he said that he didn't want the baby to come out. He was huffy and grumpy and didn't want to make eye contact, and certainly wasn't happy about the baby inside! ;) So this is new! I don't think we've had this before, even with all our children we've had. Maybe I'm just forgetting someone in the old memory banks, but it doesn't seem familiar to me at all. In the end, he got that that the baby would HAVE to come out eventually, all the same. But he said he wanted to "leab it here, and we all go to turts." - which, translated, means he wants us to leave the baby at home while we all go to church!! Hmmm! We talked about how the baby might feel lonely or sad, or need Mummy, or milky, or a cuddle, like he would if it was him left at home while the rest of us went to church (as if?!!!)!! So he seemed to get that, but still seemed unimpressed with the whole thing! He also asked how the baby even got in my tummy (I told him Daddy put a seed in my tummy and it grew into a baby), and then why Daddy had to go and put a seed in there, haha! ;) He was pretty grumpy about it! But I am hopeful that he'll come around over the months. There's plenty of time, and everyone else is HIGHLY enthusiastic, so that's going to help, I think! It's always the 3 year old who has the issues, every single time! Even if he's already got a younger sibling. They never (EVER) have issues before age 2, with a new sibling. I love the small gaps! :)
Okay, Lydia is waking again, so I think I will call it a night. Back soon!