So, today I had my 16-week appointment. It was super fast (except for the waiting on the doctor part). They checked my blood pressure, heart rate and weight. I still have not gained a single pound. I am nearly a good two sizes larger in my pants, but this is not at all reflected on the scale. Today my blood pressure was a lot better. I always get so nervous when I have to go to the Dr.’s office and it spikes a good 5% higher than it normally is; it was very average today. All of my labs are normal and the baby’s heart rate was around 152. So it looks like things are progressing as they should. My doctor said if I get to week 24 without gaining weight, he’ll be concerned. I am pretty sure I can’t go another two months of eating for two and weighing in at my pre-pregnancy weight.
Here’s a picture of me last Friday (close to the 16-week mark). I figured it would be good because I am wearing something somewhat close to the body. Last week at work while wearing this I was told that I looked pregnant. Good thing I am…right?
Two weeks ago Ben and I celebrated our 3rd anniversary. We were supposed to go to Chicago this past weekend for a celebratory trip. It was cancelled because Ben had an important work meeting that he had to reschedule. He did get me a really nice flower arrangement sent to the office. I really think there are few things as great as having flowers sent to you at work.
I was pretty upset that the trip was cancelled, but I see this as a great opportunity to get a January/February beach trip out of him. He kind of owes me. I didn’t get a good beach trip last year, he cancelled the anniversary trip, and I am having our baby. I think I deserve it, and really we are probably going to need a good trip before the baby arrives or I can’t travel anymore.