Oh dear, it has been a long time.

Whoops, I haven't posted for a bit, but I'm full of good excuses.
Excuse No. 1 - We moved! Mr b^3, Betsy and I have moved from our too big, freezing cold town house that was a half hour drive from the city to a snug, little two bedroom apartment that is close enough that we can walk in every morning, even when it's raining, it's not really to far. Of course you ask, new place has only two bedrooms, where will bably go? Well, the plan is that Betsy will move again to her own place in the summer probably. And if that doesn't work, the cot fits in our room fine, so that will work for a bit. Along with the moving goes -

Excuse No. 2 - Telstra hates us! We are not so crazy as to actually sign up for net access with Telstra, we tend to stick to suppliers who's prices won't make you laugh. However the exchange and the lines are Telstra's so we kind of have to depend on them to get everything plugged in right. Which never happens. Last move it took 4 weeks to get it sorted out. This move we thought it would be fine as we just transfered the connection from the owners of our new place (who just moved out) to us. Simple right? Apparently not and it looks like we've been plugged in wrong again. So patchy net access only when I'm at uni and remember, which leads to -

Excuse No. 3 - I have a major case of pregnancy brain. Funny story from the move, I was packing all of the breakable stuff in newspaper to move it all. I picked up a vase, threw out the old flowers that were in it, wrapped it in newspaper and put it in the crate, not remembering that if the vase had flowers it it, it probably also was full of water. Not exactly a deadly mistake, but man am I ever absent minded these days.

These should be enough to explain why I haven't posted in a while.

Now the news. Morning sickness is getting better, for which I am thankful. I'm not actually throwing up anymore and the retching is probably down to about 3-4 times a day. This makes work a lot more bearable, which is good, since I have to work 10 hours a week to keep my part-time status. We went to see the OB, a real one this time. Turns out that my fertility specialist/gynocologyst doesn't practice as an OB, so we got a referal to go see a real one. Everything is fine, don't need to see him for another six weeks. Ohh, and I'm just beginning to be able to feel my uterus. I'm not exactly showing yet, kinda 'cause I'm not what you'd call slim, but some action should be happening in that department soon. Biggest news is that I'm almost at 12 weeks, 11 weeks and 3 days today.

Thats it, have to run to a lecture.

Milestones reached

Today, for the first time in 12 years, I threw up. Fortunatly in a handy sink, so cleaning up was a snap, but I really didn't need to see my breakfast twice. I didn't even cry and I felt so much better afterwards. For about 20 miniutes I didn't feel the least bit queasy, a welcome break after feeling like I was going to be sick for 5 weeks.
This however makes a change to messy morning sickness. A change from "Oh God I feel so sick, but I can sit here and sip my water until it lessens a bit" to "Oh God I feel so sick, I hope I can get out of here fast, I really don't want to ruin the carpet in Mr b^3's company's auditorium."
The list of foods I can stand to eat is shrinking, this morning I crossed toast of the list for example. However I'm pleased to anouce that chicked sushi, KFC original recipie and McDonalds cheeseburgers remain on the list. Off the list are cereal of any kind, toast, instant noodles, tea, pears, yougurt (maybe) and I might have to cross off toasted cheese sandwiches, a mainstay of late. Strangly, dinner isn't proving to be a problem, I've hardly made any changes from what we normally eat. Breakfast was fine, consisting of toast with peanut butter and honey, but now I'm going to have to think of something else. My main problem is lunch, requiring a portable, palateable food that preferably isn't takeaway. A girl can only eat so many manderins.

Tomorrow we reach nine weeks. Such heady numbers, only another 3 weeks or so and I can feel a bit easier about this being for real.

Small scare

I had some light spotting yesterday morning, almost so light that so as to not be noticable. This normally wouldn't concern me at all, I'd go, "thats a bit weird" and then get on with my life. In my current pregnant state it prompted a freakout with calling the medical help line and getting an emergency appointment at my GP's. It really brought home to me that we are in no way out of the woods yet, in fact, we can't even see the sunlight, the tree's are too thick. As a happy coincedence though, I had scheduled an ultrasound for yesterday morning which showed this -



The baby is real! and has a heart beat! so totally yay. The embryo is the bit between the two cross hairs, the round thing at the end is the yolk sac, not the head. I totally get now why it's called a fetal pole, that's just what it looks like, a longish thing. The ultrasound tech said that she couldn't find any bleeding anywhere inside and the spotting has stopped but I'm keeping off my feet for the next day or so and not working next week, just to be on the safe side. Keeping off my feet including cuddling up in a sleeping bag on the futon catching up on pod casts, which I probably should get back to. But lookit, real evidence of a baby!