Pregnancy and me

At I only 8 weeks pregnant I am by no means an expert, but my relationship with pregnancy so far has been a good one. Although I've learned some strange things about myself.

Today the nausea is about a 6/10, and this is one of the worst days. I think I've been quite lucky on the morning sickness front. First thing in a morning my stomach is growling in hunget and I feel nauseous, often I dry heave but obviously there's nothing in my stomach so no actual vomiting. Once I've eaten something the nausea tends to disappear or become extremely mild. Hunget now strikes quickly and I can go from completely full and wanting no food what-so-ever to dry heaving and a growling stomach in around 30minutes.

My odd pregnancy fact - between 11.30am-11.40am WITHOUT FAIL I get nauseous. Weird huh? Yesterday at 11.35am I had a sudden wave of dizziness and nausea in the kitchen. I picked up the nearest bottle of lemonade to help settle my stomach then promptly proceeded to throw up said lemonade into the kitchen sink. I then felt 100% normal...

I'd say 80% of my time is spent feeling absolutely normal, in fact it would be easy to forget I'm actually pregnant. 20% of it is spent yawning and drinking ginger ale to settle my stomach, which reminds me something's going on. It comes and goes so quickly I can nearly register it's happening!

Boobs are still very tender and no bras fit comfortably. I'm usually a 34DD and yesterday I splashed out on a new 36E bra to help contain the monsters. Too small :( I'm going to cope with what i have until I can go and get measured for a bra in a few weeks. These girls cannot be contained!

My current anxiety is telling people about our pregnancy. Not friends and family, of whom only the closest know, but medical professionals. Informing medical professionals terrifies me and I don't know why. On Monday I completed my self referral to the midwife detailing which hospital we wanted to use and I almost had a panic attack at the GPs office while doing it. I didn't sleep at all the night before because for some reason I was just petrified of taking the next big step! Like seeing a midwife will make the pregnancy disappear?!

Yesterday I had my dental check up and had to inform the dentist of my pregnancy as I was due to have some routine x-rays done after an extraction. He cancelled the x-rays and informed me that he wanted to replace one of my old fillings with a new one but "...drilling the old one will release mercury which can be bad for the baby. We'll wait until baby is born before we do any dental work on you" again, I almost had a panic attack and felt like shouting "whoa whoa whoa back up! I've not even had my 12 weeks scan yet!"

I am so excited to finally be going through this, but clearly subconsciously I've convinced myself something is going to go wrong. I need to snap out of it. One minute I'm searching for cots and maternity clothes and the next I'm google "chances of missed miscarriage" or "does nomirning sickness mean unhealthy pregnancy?" It's even worse than my FET bi-polar!

I bought a new dress on Monday, a frigging maternity dress!! I know I know, at 8 weeks there is NO bump to accommodate but I saw it, liked it and tried it on and it doesn't even look likes maternity dress. It's elasticated under the boobs and just falls naturally so I can start wearing it straight away. So I'll buy maternity clothes but loose sleep over telling my own doctor. Mad woman!

Edit: 28 days until Trimester number 2!!!