Wednesday, February 09, 2011

I don't even know

Here I am at seven weeks and two days. I'm having trouble telling whether I'm hungry or sick, which makes me reluctant to eat, which makes me think I must be hungry because I haven't eaten much, but the thought of eating doesn't sit well... I don't know! The pickled onions which seemed so attractive to me when I bought them are now sitting in the fridge, half a jar left, looking sickening to me. I should throw them out. I want to try to eat, but every food I look at makes me go blergh. This is, I think, where most women would be delicately nibbling on dry crackers, but gluten intolerance makes that impractical; I don't happen to have any of the one single product which may be a suitable replacement. I'm making some popcorn, hopefully that'll go down alright.

Tuesday, February 01, 2011

Six Weeks and One Day

For the cave trolls who have not yet migrated to Facebook, or who missed the news, I'm pregnant again!

I've just been re-reading my pregnancy-related posts from last time. By five weeks I was nauseous and sore. This time, at six weeks now, I've really just been tired and hungry. Starving!

I'm going to go on record here and state that I think it's a boy this time - even though it's obviously far too early to tell. We'll see!