9 Weeks! Time to embrace the bump.

This post was originally going to be about weight.  I've been struggled with body image with pregnancy weight gain.  I've seen so many posts out in the blogosphere referencing weight in some way or another that it just really shows that no matter what your size, most of us have struggled with body image at some time or another.

All in all, I'm pretty lucky.  I've fluctuated within about a 5 pound radius since high school (which is 14 years ago now!).  But I'm only 5'4 so a few pounds up or down is extremely noticeable.

Since I've gotten pregnant, I've gained about 4 pounds.  I'm very near my all-time high weight which was after an all-you-can-eat Spring Break cruise.  I've been focused on how my pants don't fit and how much I dislike the way I look naked in the mirror.

But 2 days ago, I made a shift.  I decided to start embracing the "bump."  The only thing holding me back was the date.  I really started showing at 8 weeks.  Most people don't show until after the first trimester.  But after seeing the 3 babies all growing properly, and googling when people usually show during triplet pregnancies, I've come to the realization that the bump is really real.

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I hit a milestone today too.  I graduated from my RE.  We had an uneventful ultrasound (not fun to see a super blurry screen after seeing clear shots 2 days earlier - and I was sore today!), but were really excited to see our actual doctor right after the appointment.  We basically just ran into him when we was in between appointments, but it really made me happy.  He gave me a big hug and said I was the easiest patient ever.  We've only seen him 4 times throughout the entire process, so it was very nice to see him today.

Then as we were leaving, I told the receptionist that it was our last appointment.  For some reason this made me super emotional.  She's a really sweet lady who always made me feel very welcome.  She said that they had a "graduation gift" for me, then came out and gave me a big hug.  I totally teared up but didn't let DH know because I felt a little stupid about it.  

The gift was a pregnancy planner, some magazines, and a onesie that says "Miracle Baby" on the front.   Uh oh.  I'm tearing up again.

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Now for the symptoms.

I feel better in general.  But I'm also having a harder time eating most thigns.  Going to a restaurant is kind of a nightmare because I don't really know if I'll be able to eat the food when it comes out.  Last night I ate 3 bites of a salad, then came home and had PB&J.  The hunger has subsided too.  I still need to eat frequently, but small snacks and meals are working well.

I'm totally off of Mexican and Asian food.  I can't exactly explain why.  So I guess I'm on an eternal search for bland, healthy food.  Luckily fruit is delicious and I made a BIG trip to Whole Foods earlier this week.  Yum.  Fruit.

Well...that's what's going on today.  Oh and school is out.  I've never been more excited for the end of the year!