Thank you for all the great gender reveal party suggestions yesterday! We definitely already know we want to cut into a cake to reveal the gender, which will be a secret to us as well, we just don’t know what theme to use, if we should do any kind of games or anything etc. It will be a lunchtime BBQ, so any other/more ideas shoot them my way! Instead of boring you with how every week has been so far, since my “bump” hasn’t changed that much, I am combing weeks 7-11 into one post, then tomorrow week 12 will get it’s own post and so forth.
I found out I was pregnant when I was four weeks and one day. Then my only symptoms were sore boobs and I could feel my uterus stretching. I went to the doctor for the first time at 5.5 weeks to confirm the pregnancy, and I had my first ultrasound. It was just the sac at that point, and I don’t even have pictures, but I was definitely pregnant, with a due date of September 30. I am going to recap the first weeks, please note, I realize they sound SO depressing, but that’s truly how I felt. I am also very aware of the fact that I have had it easy compared to other people, but that doesn’t mean it still wasn’t/isn’t hard for me. I know you understand what I mean! I also feel so blessed to be pregnant even though I am complaining about my symptoms, I know this is just part of it, but definitely not a fun part.
By the first day of week six I started experiencing “morning sickness” aka all day sickness. Mine actually started out in the evening, and wasn’t too intense, I just felt carsick and no food sounded appealing. Then, as the days went on, it got more intense and lasted for more hours in the day. It would start at 3:00, then 2:00, etc until I was sick from about an hour after I woke up until I went to bed. No vomiting, just very nauseated and zero appetite. But, I HAD to eat because when I didn’t, I felt worse. For three weeks I basically lived on baked potatoes, bagels, popcorn, saltines, and ginger ale. I still had sore and huge boobs, and started getting restless legs at night. I was EXHAUSTED and was sleeping 9-10 hours at night and taking naps whenever I could. Getting to 13 weeks seemed so daunting at this point.
Nausea was getting worse and lasting longer, and exhaustion was getting worse. The thought of working out made me want to cry, and the thought of running the glass slipper challenge was making me more and more nervous. New symptoms of excess saliva and constipation emerged, as well as extreme bloating. I felt very defeated and like it would never end, and wanted to punch anyone in the face who ever said they “loved” being pregnant. I went back to the doctor for another ultrasound and got to see the little heartbeat! It was super cool. 143 bpm.
We told my parents about the baby, and went to Disney so I can run all three races. I felt miserable because I had been looking forward to this trip with Bobby and my parents, and I was upset I felt so bad the majority of the time. I went to bed early every night, napped after every race for two hours, and was just generally in a bad mood because I felt so bad. Eating was no fun, I wanted to enjoy my favorite Disney foods but couldn’t stomach most of them. Running the races was difficult, and getting up at 2:45 was brutal. It’s usually brutal anyway, but with my fatigue it was near impossible. Don’t get me wrong I still had some fun moments with my family, it was just a very different trip then usual.
This is when my morning sickness “peaked, between 9.5-10.5 weeks. It got so intense I couldn’t get out of bed, go to the store, or do my work Thankfully my sweet husband took care of shopping and meals. I just did the minimum to get by, and hoped people would understand. I had many times I wished I could throw up but it just didn’t happen. I have never been a pukey person so I honestly wasn’t surprised. I felt like I had been hit by a truck and the days seemed to drag on, I just wanted to get to week 13 so badly in hopes it would ease up.
Basically the same as week 9, so I won’t be redundant. At the end of the week nausea started to ease up in intensity, but frequency was still there. Starting to show this week, can’t fit into any of my jeans. Same symptoms still there, with the added bonus of breaking out all over my face and shoulders. I felt like I was 13 again!
Light at the end of the tunnel maybe? I still felt sick but not nearly as intense, unless I didn’t eat enough. I got tired of forcing myself to eat when I have zero appetite. However, I was able to reintroduce more food back into my diet this week. Still bloated and such, but symptoms seem to be “calming down” all around if that makes sense. I was able to run/walk twice, once for three miles and once for two miles. I still don’t feel myself and get tired easily, but at the same time if felt good to do something active and I was super proud of myself. We had another appointment, and the doctor couldn’t hear the heartbeat with the Doppler. I may have freaked a little, so we did an ultrasound and got to see baby doing a jig in my belly. This scares me. Bobby was a VERY hyper and difficult child.
Since first appointment in January…..
Weight Gained: 0 pounds (blows my mind because I swear I gained at least a pound in my boobs. must be muscle loss.)
Gender prediction: Right now, feeling girl
Cravings: Anything cold like a slushie or ice cream, or snowball….aahhhh
Stretch marks: Not yet, fingers crossed!
Sleep: 9-10 hours a night, sometimes naps, waking up twice to go to the bathroom is the new norm
I am so excited to share weekly updates with yall starting tomorrow! Then Thursday my Princess half recap will be up! Thanks for your patience.
QOTD: When you were pregnant did you get sick? If you haven’t been pregnant, do you plan to run or workout during pregnancy?