Rants, Recipes, and Running

I pause to bring you a brief intermission from happy posts to invite you to my pregnant pity party.  Remember that whole pandemic thing that's going on? Well, it wins again!  Tomorrow is my 20-week ultrasound. I have been holding on for this moment for weeks for a variety of reasons: 1. I am anxious to see our baby. I haven't had an ultra sound since 10 weeks. 2. I am anxious to make sure that she is developing well, and everything is okay.  3. I was told on August 1, when the appointment was made, that I would get to bring my spouse with me!  When that appointment was made, I also had to make an appointment to see a genetic counselor due to a clotting disorder I have. I already had that appointment and was able to bring Ryan. No one batted an eye when he accompanied me.  These 2 appointments are occurring at a hospital I am not delivering at (because they have better sonography equipment) The hospital I'm having these tests at I've been an employee at for a cum...

 As a post to someday looks back on...here is an update.  I am 19 weeks and some change, and I can finally say that the nausea is mostly gone! Sometimes if I change positions too fast in the middle of the night, it sends me into a violent spin of nausea where I have to rush into the other bathroom. But that is manageable...a 2 am Saltine cracker helps.  ( Have I mentioned how sick of saltine crackers I am? Very. )  But I only had 1 or 2 bad nights last week...compared to before where I was sick 24/7. I call this is massive progress!!  Let's talk baby-bump.  I feel like I'm sort of letting people down, because people will ask about my bump or say " I can't wait to see your baby bump!" And then I see them, and they respond with "Oh...you don't even look pregnant!" Honestly, I'd rather just look pregnant at this point! (I know I'll eat these words when I'm 36 weeks haha! Kind of like when I said at 7 weeks "I wish I'd feel a little ...