It sometimes seems if time is going so slowly and I’m so early into the pregnancy that nothing seems to be happening at all, and other times it seems if time is going by in a blur and all of a sudden it’s next week and I’m another week pregnant.

According to the books, this week my baby is the size of a tic-tac or a small kidney bean. Not that it means much at this stage. I don’t even think it has hands or feet yet – just little buds. Seems surreal that something that small and blobbish can turn into a real life thinking feeling human being. Life sure is a miracle.

Well this week I seemed to go to bed skinny and wake up fat. Already I’m looking all bloated and pregnant. Of course I can’t be showing yet, the bub is the size of a pencil head so it must be hormonal – or maybe there is more than one in there – yikes! Won’t be able to find that out for a few more weeks when I have my first scan at 10 1/2 weeks pregnant.

I also got quite a bad cold this week and was really worried about what I could and couldn’t take. I had the worst cold and cough. The cough was bad enough to keep me sleepless for about three nights in a row. That can’t be good for the baby. Fortunately it seems to be going now, but it’s taken over a week to start feeling better.

In the end I went to the pharmacy and she recommended a cough mixture that was safe to take while pregnant. It didn’t do much for my cough though – I’m guessing it was pretty mild, but at least it made me feel like I was doing something about it.

I’m still really tired and when I can, I try to have a nap in the afternoon. Although that’s only possible if my 3 year old decides to take a nap – and that isn’t very often these days. Weekends are much better when DH is home.

Other than that, I don’t feel like there is much else I can do at the moment. I guess I should try and enjoy the moment. Ahh isn’t waiting fun.