I had my first OB appointment on May 31. I was 6 weeks pregnant, and still not experiencing any symptoms of a growing baby inside of me. My OB/GYN, the wonderful Dr. Pennebaker, performed an ultrasound, and found a little speck of a baby. She said that everything looked great, and that I should begin taking prenatals and eating right. She scheduled my next appointment for June 28, 4 weeks later.
The baby is in the top of the black oval.
I had already changed my diet the day I found out I was pregnant. Being a caffeine addict, sugar junkie, and water-hater, I still find it hard to believe that I got pregnant in the first place. Plus, I was in a car wreck exactly one week before, and went through a great deal of stress, but no injuries thank goodness. The little one inside me was determined to stick around. And I was determined to keep it around. I gave up caffeine and sugary drinks and snacks cold turkey. I still have the occasional sugar snack, but I don't have too much. I now drink water, sprite, or juice, but water mostly. I try to eat right, which is something that I did not do before, and I was determined to exercise at least 3-5 times a week.
Unfortunately, pregnancy symptoms began to set in, and I began feeling horrible.
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