but I am going to blog about it, anyhow, so I can look back later and laugh at myself. (It should be noted here that none of this post is meant to be complaint, just observation. I am still feeling lucky and blessed...)
The first trimester of pregnancy isn't for sissies.
Not that I expected it to be. I didn't really have any expectations for it, to be honest. As I mentioned, it was completely unexpected...
My body, though, has changed the rules on me, without really filling me in on what those rules are.
Things that used to take me no time at all now take me days, if they even get done.
My breasts have taken on a life of their own. It would be great if they weren't so tender all the time. I already can't lay on my stomach.
We won't even discuss the reality of constipation, or pre-natal vitamins.
A day that I can get away without vomiting is now a good day. It doesn't happen often.
I can't even get within 3 feet of the butcher counter at my favorite grocery store, because the sight and smell of raw meat brings me to my knees. Once it's cooked? I'm kind of okay. I can't even look at raw meat on the television anymore. And the smells at work? Oh, yeah... I've been the really fun nurse to work around lately...
My sleep patterns are way off. Some days I sleep constantly. Some days, like today, I am up at 0400, eating something, and attempting to blog. (This is the second version of this post, actually).
My eating patterns have been destroyed, as well. Which is actually all the better for me. I eat much less, but much more intelligently.
I am however, sad that I can't eat sushi, bleu cheese anything, brie, or any soft cheeses for awhile. Willing to forgo them, but sad. I like those things. Every day I kind of discover new things that aren't recommended for pregnant women to eat. Thankfully, Peanut Butter is fine. Because I am a peanut butter eating fool these days.
If I can go 3 hours without needing to pee I feel liberated. That doesn't happen often.
And the decisions they want you to make! When your brain is barely functioning! All these prenatal screening things, testing the baby for everything under the sun. Amniocentesis, blood work, ect. They drew NINE vials of blood just for a standard prenatal panel! And they wonder why pregnant women become anemic. Ha! And the fears that go with all those tests. I just can't think that way. This baby will be healthy! It WILL.
The mood swings are awesome, too. Though I am usually more prone to crying then anger, I still manage both on occasion.
So, what a roller coaster. I have about 6 weeks left of the first trimester, give or take. The first sonogram is in a few weeks, where we can take measurements and figure out a little better exactly how far along I am. If I am counting correctly, I am in my 8th week, now. The baby is the size of a green olive, apparently......