Confessions of a Blogaholic

That's the size of the baby at 15 weeks.

I'm not sure why so many people call the second trimester the "honeymoon" period, because I'm still feeling like shit. In fact, I'd venture to say I have felt worse over the last 2 weeks than I have in the last 15 weeks!! I'm equally if not more tired than I have been, except now, my exhaustion lasts from the minute I get up until I get up the following morning, and it doesn't seem to be affected at all by the amount of sleep I get at night. My head feels nauseous, I'm dizzy if I jump up too fast, and I feel bigger than the freakin Goodyear blimp.

Let's stay on the fat point...the only thing that seems to cure my nausea is eating, but there are very few things I ever want to eat. I get stuck on one food for about a week (this week it's bagels and cream cheese), then I can't eat that food at all anymore. Other week-long food obsessions include apples, Jersey Mike's subs (which I never want), Lucky Charms, and frozen fruit popsicles. I feel like such a fat ass. Today, I had to wear my work pants completely unzipped with a long shirt over them---how embarrassing!!!

Tomorrow is the appointment with the midwife. It's supposed to be a "meet and greet" so I assume it'll just consist of some conversation, us asking questions, etc. Midwives can only deliver patients who are NOT having any complications; if there are complications, the midwife will refer to an OB (luckily there are several in the practice we are going to tomorrow). I just need to make sure there are no complications, which means staying away from the cupcakes!!!

Allow me to drool for a moment...