To this point of my pregnancy, it has been pretty normal and easy (except for the minor fact that I didn't get health insurance until 13 weeks along, but that's a whole 'nother story).
Previously to the bfp, the only symptoms I had that set off little *could I really be pregnant* alarms were heart burn and a ridiculously easy tendency towards tears. It seemed like after almost every meal I got heart burn and some it was so bad it woke me up at night. Now, I know heart burn isn't supposed to be a pregnancy symptom until later on (and I think it is starting t make a comeback now) but I swear to you I have never had as much heart burn in my life until then. Now, as far as the crying goes, it was over little things like a song on the radio and movies that previously didn't set me off. Actually before I got pregnant I didn't really cry or get emotional over TV shows or movies at all. It was the song "No Air" on the radio one day as I was driving to work that set off the waterworks, and the odd part about that whole thing was that I was thinking about my husband being my air, I was thinking about my younger sister, Susanna. How's that for weird?
At this point in my pregnancy, I feel like I'm finally getting to the fun part of the whole ordeal. I can feel the baby moving and I have high hopes that eventually I will actually develop a recognizable baby bump. Before I got pregnant I was at my highest weight and carrying more around my middle than I would have liked. Now, as the baby gets bigger and pushes my insides around, I feel like I just look fatter and any semblance of a bump that I might have is definitely in the shape of a B, not the much hoped and dreamed for C. I have my fingers crossed that by the end of the second trimester in 6 weeks, I will have attained that lofty goal.
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