I started this post as a draft so many weeks ago (10, to be exact) when No one knew but Kevin and I. So here are my thoughts before everyone knew there were thoughts to be had...
I'm pregnant! I took a test last Thursday that came back negative, I traveled to Kansas City for a soccer tournament over the weekend. I came home and took another test Monday morning that was positive which didn't surprise me...I had been starving. Like non-stop hungry so for future reference, even if the first test says negative I should determine if I am pregnant or not based on my appetite!
7 weeks
I feel great. I don't feel "first trimester-y" at all. Yay! I'm going to work out and be fit and active and feel great this pregnancy. Ya! I am so shocked I don't feel bad. This is going to be awesome. (Or so I thought....in hindsight, less than 1 week later, BOOM first trimester hit me like a ton of bricks.)
8 weeks (or so I thought)
First ultrasound! In which we found out I am probably really only 7 weeks along. TORTURE. During this early part of pregnancy, which isn't the greatest or most enjoyable, every week that passes feels like a serious victory. Both for being one step closer to the second trimester and (hopefully) less nauseous and crappy feeling AND for the further comfort of knowing this baby is still growing and thriving in there. So 7 weeks it is.
8 weeks (again).
Leaving to go on vacation tomorrow and I am both excited and nervous. Don't know how it's going to be leaving Tyler for this long, don't know how I'm going to feel while down there and am hoping that the joy of being on vacation overpowers the crappy feeling of being right-smack-dab in the first trimester "fun".
9 weeks
Turns out, vacation was great! I randomly started eating ketchup and mustard, which I never eat at home. As well as made quick friends with the beach-side grill's french fry server...he literally knew me, and knew to fill my entire plate (not just a small side serving). I need salty foods these days and could totally do without sugar or dessert which is so weird for me. I learned during Tyler's pregnancy that our body "craves" what vitamins and minerals it needs so I know to embrace it, not try to ignore it...That this process of craving actually is purposeful (like so many other parts/symptoms of pregnancy)...so I started putting salt on many foods (which I also never do). I figure if my body wants it that bad, that the baby must really need it or be draining me of it.
We also let our secret out, only to the friends who were traveling with us, because clearly I wasn't going to be drinking while on our trip. It was exciting to tell although it still doesn't really seem real yet. When we got back home, we had to tell ourselves OK no more baby talk because we were able to talk about it so much over that week, since it was just us and our friends who knew.
10 weeks
Kevin just reminded me yesterday that I am 10 weeks now! I am usually the first to remember, every week past is one week closer to baby! (and feeling better) He also reminded me that before I even considered or thought I might be pregnant, I mentioned to him one night that I needed to buy new shampoo because I, all of a sudden, despised the smell of the shampoo I had been using for weeks. Reason #5,280 why I should've known....same thing happened to me when I was early in Tyler's pregnancy and I had to buy new shampoo then too! I, however, didn't put 2 and 2 together and had completely forgotten that even happened until Kevin brought it up again yesterday.
14 weeks
Well this isn't technically first trimester mumbo jumbo anymore because I'm 14 weeks...BRING ON THE SECOND TRIMESTER. The fact that there hasn't been any mumbo jumbo for the past 4 weeks means 1 thing, and 1 thing only, this tiny little baby was certainly throwing her weight around. (We do not know the gender, but if I haven't already mentioned this above, I am certain it's a girl. As certain as I was for all 9 months that Tyler was a boy- so I wouldn't bet against me. In a few months, I'll come to terms with the fact that I may not actually know for sure but for now, I'm sure.)
Anyway, the last few weeks of mumbo jumbo should be written like this !?@#>#!
Moving along, I feel much better now. Miraculously like I will, at least, be able to handle life until July. Once July shows up, and the new baby arrives, all bets are off...but until then, it appears I'll be able to function like a semi-normal individual.
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