Baby makes three...

Wow - we are now in the second trimester. It hasn't quite been the honeymoon I've been promised so far, what with a bad flu and frequent headaches. But I am sure it will get better.

We had our second midwife appointment the other day, where we got to hear our baby's heartbeat again. It was a nice 148 beats per minute, just as it should be... it really is a wonderful sound! The midwives had a hard time feeling where things were through my stomach, as apparently I have very strong abs! For some reason Julian thought that was very cool.

So far, I am still not really showing - just a little bloated-looking. That's nice on the one hand, as I don't want to buy too many clothes. But I do look forward to the day when someone offers me a seat on the bus - I usually have to stand the whole way.

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No one can tell, but high-waisted pants are out.

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I've read that a woman's immune system is suppressed during pregnancy, which prevents you from rejecting the foetus. Well, if the past week is any indication, mine is certainly suppressed. I caught a terrible flu. I've had several colds and one or two flus in the past few years, but this was definitely the worst I've felt in a half-dozen years. The flu manifested on Thursday with what I thought at first was violent morning sickness. I was at work, and had to rush through three locked doors to the bathroom, including one with a key code. You'll be relieved to know I made it, just in the nick of time.

Later the nausea disappeared (but not the lack of appetite) and I also developed aches and pains, a low-grade fever, a headache, a chest cough and a delightfully stuffy nose. Oh, and I also lost my voice completely for two days. All I can take is regular Tylenol. I did take a few cough syrup swigs, since a pamphlet the midwives gave me said that was okay for pregnancy. I tried to do a eucalyptus steam with essential oil to clear my nasal passages, but I couldn't smell anything at all. Quite bizarre.

Today, I think I figured out where I got it; I was at a coffee shop about a week or so ago, one I have never been to before. I ordered a Yerba Mate Latte on a whim. It was my first and last time having one - why do North Americans insist on making every drink into a sugar-laden milk concoction?

The barista had a bad cough and I thought I saw her coughing directly into my latte, but I didn't say anything because I thought it would come off as anal. If I knew then what I know now, I wouldn't have been so worried about hurting her feelings. Whether or not that was the incident that really caused my flu, I will say that I will never order coffee at that Blenz again! I should have trusted my instincts and asked them to make me a new one.

I blame Translink as well, since if the 32 bus had come on time that morning, as it rarely does these days, I would have been walking to work from the east, rather than west past that strangely seductive Yerba Mate sign. If I remember any first year torts, I think they deserve some liability as well.

Tomorrow I will be in the second trimester!

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The past three months have gone by in a blur. So much going on. Too much going on! Hilary in Toronto for her moot, painting our entire place so it's ready to go on the market, me working too hard. But Hilary and I have enjoyed lots of pregnancy-related experiences. I've particularly enjoyed participating in Hilary's food indulgences, especially dark chocolate and strawberries. And joining her for sleep-ins have been nice. This pregnancy thing ain't such a bad thing for daddy!

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Oh my god - how cool would it be if Buffy and I were pregnant at the same time?

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