9 weeks

So, all the books and google results say I should be on an emotional roller coaster. They couldn't possibly have described me better. Yesterday went from bad to worse to the best all in the span of morning to late afternoon.

I'm constantly unsure of myself and therefore am unsure of Byron as my support system. So, of course I take it out on him. To be fair, I had some logical reasoning (or at least pregnancy logical haha) to be upset at him. I wasn't feeling 'wanted' which worried me. Byron has been trying to keep a low profile as to not upset more or at the front line of my emotional upheavals. This, I took to think that I was unwanted, especially now that my waistline has started to expand.

Not only my waistline, but tell me where on earth you get a size F bra for a size 34 woman! No where, instead you have to look in the old saggy boob section of the seniors area with no underwire and no padding for the extra support. And believe me, these babies need some support.

So I am in sportsbras and elastic waists because I am in an uncomfortable middle ground where I am too skinny for maternity clothes but just a bit big for my normal stuff to fit comfy (I refuse to deal with muffin top!).

Needless to say, I haven't felt very attractive lately and I took it out on Byron. Luckily he is a rational husband and put me at ease, took me to lunch and made me feel like a million bucks. I felt so normal by the end of the day yesterday.

Today I woke up feeling the lovely hangover from yesterdays normality. I had a nice day catching up with my Mother-in-law, made a trip to the mall, and had a nice quesadilla lunch.

My hope is that this normalsy will be what to expect now that I am only a few more weeks from Trimester 2. Nausea is almost entirely gone and I seem to be able to eat anything I want again. I think the baby got the point that I wasn't about to eat Sprouts! But, picked up some Edamame today so i'm getting some of that healthy stuff in there.

Well, today is officially the beginning of week 10!