This week her ears, nose, arm and leg buds start to appear. Her heart has already divided into chambers and is beating 100-160 times a minute. The brain is expanding as well as the entire nervous system.
This is my baby, inside my womb, at six weeks. She's about the size of a lentil bean. It's a miracle on the inside I tells ya.
On the outside I can barely stay conscious. The boobin fire has settled though. Up half a cup size (woo hoo!). But oh my god I'm so tired. I sleep 12 hours a night and take monster naps during the day.
It's pretty funny really. I mean, I like to think of myself as in charge of my body. I eat certain things to make me feel energized, I yoga to keep things in line. I can affect how I feel and how I move. My control and my ability to affect my body is pretty easy, most of the time.
But just like the last two times, my body no longer belongs to me. I'm knocked sideways by a rush of hormones. Estrogen and Progesterone increase 40 fold during pregnancy. This explains the bigger boobs and the exhaustion. But again, this is what is happening on the inside.
On the outside I am a silly mess wrapped in a euphoric fugue state. Fugue is a good word. Slightly disconnected and very sleepy. Euphoric is a good word too. It's beyond happy, delirious even. I'm on the verge of crying happy tears at any given moment.
So happy, so joyous. Soo sleepy. Yawn! OK. off to work we go. Me and wee-est one. ;)