We had our first ultrasound at six and a half weeks. We had an idea of what to expect from TV and movies, but since it was still early for us, I tried not to get my hopes up about what we would see. We were able to see and hear Baby Rez’s heart beating. It was beautiful.
A lot of people say seeing the heartbeat is what makes it real for them. I cry at the silliest things now, but at the ultrasound, I was surprisingly unemotional. It was just like “Oh, that’s neat!” I think I’m having a hard time seeing this as real because it was so hard to get to this point.
When I got home though, I thought about how weird it is to have this little alien lifeform with a heartbeat living inside of me. I think that’s a step in the right direction.
While I may not mentally be connecting with the pregnancy, I feel pregnant physically. The morning sickness has started, and while it’s not as bad as I thought it would be, it’s still a bit unpleasant. It gets worse by late afternoon. I haven’t missed a day of work yet, but it’s really difficult.
Most foods that appealed to me before, don’t now. Gone is my healthy diet. I’m repulsed by coffee, eggs, shrimp and I hate having to take my fish oil supplements. Lime popsicles are my favorite this week and I enjoy mustard, and ketchup and pretty much anything salty or vinegary. I normally can’t stand ketchup. Even the smell of it on Dave’s dishes in the sink makes me gag. But now…it’s okay. Where did the old Kyla go? In any event, I’m enjoying the things I crave and avoiding those that I have aversions to. (Except the fish oil. I know that’s good for me, so I suffer through it and chase it with a lime popsicle!)
