So, it’s been a little while since I’ve posted, but there’s good reason. You see, I’m not very good at keeping secrets, and I had a very big one I wanted to keep, for just a little while… I’m pregnant! Sixteen weeks and four days pregnant, to be exact. It’s been just over three months since we found out, and we couldn’t be more excited. We kept it pretty quiet for a little while, which was nice (it let us begin to wrap our heads around everything that was happening, and also allowed us to share our joy privately), but it was also difficult at times (fooling fellow wedding-goers into thinking that my water and limes was actually a cocktail, or the week when my parents were texting me nonstop asking when they could tell the entire universe).
So, what’s it like being pregnant? Well, they say it’s different for everyone, but for me, it’s been quite enjoyable so far (I fully realize that I may be eating my words later). As far as symptoms go, I know I should consider myself lucky. My only early symptom was a missed period, and throughout the first trimester, I had very little nausea, and quite a lot of exhaustion. The exhaustion was quite hard to get used to, but I’d definitely choose it over puking my guts out every day.
Another crazy thing about pregnancy (and I’m assuming this relates mostly to first-timers) is the incredible amount of things there are to worry about. There have been times when I’ve driven friends bonkers by asking waiters if the cheeses they were serving us were pasteurized; I was crazy worried about all of the things I had done before finding out I was pregnant; Googling a million different things, including “Is it safe to eat BBQ while pregnant?”; Worrying that I wasn’t getting enough calcium/fruits and veggies/whole grains; Worrying that my beauty products contained ingredients that could harm my baby; Worrying that I wasn’t feeling “pregnant” enough; Worrying about the tap water I was brushing my teeth with… and lastly, worrying that my worrying was bad for my baby. See what I mean? There are millions of things to worry about when you’re pregnant! I’m trying to tame the crazy worrying (it’s an everyday struggle, but I swear I’m getting better).
I feel better now (possibly due to the massive amount of research I’ve done), and I’m so very excited about what the future has in store for Ryan, me and the little avocado (apparently that’s the size of the baby right now, according to TheBump.com). The foundation of all of this is love, and that’s all that really matters in the end. We can stress ourselves out about what kind of cheeses I’ve eaten in the past month, argue about baby names (he hates most of the names I’ve suggested)… or we can remind ourselves what this is about. - love! The worry doesn’t go away… I think you just have to learn to deal with it, and do the best you can. Right?
Anyway, here we go! Lots of excitement and craziness ahead, I’m sure. Stay tuned.
So, what’s it like being pregnant? Well, they say it’s different for everyone, but for me, it’s been quite enjoyable so far (I fully realize that I may be eating my words later). As far as symptoms go, I know I should consider myself lucky. My only early symptom was a missed period, and throughout the first trimester, I had very little nausea, and quite a lot of exhaustion. The exhaustion was quite hard to get used to, but I’d definitely choose it over puking my guts out every day.
Another crazy thing about pregnancy (and I’m assuming this relates mostly to first-timers) is the incredible amount of things there are to worry about. There have been times when I’ve driven friends bonkers by asking waiters if the cheeses they were serving us were pasteurized; I was crazy worried about all of the things I had done before finding out I was pregnant; Googling a million different things, including “Is it safe to eat BBQ while pregnant?”; Worrying that I wasn’t getting enough calcium/fruits and veggies/whole grains; Worrying that my beauty products contained ingredients that could harm my baby; Worrying that I wasn’t feeling “pregnant” enough; Worrying about the tap water I was brushing my teeth with… and lastly, worrying that my worrying was bad for my baby. See what I mean? There are millions of things to worry about when you’re pregnant! I’m trying to tame the crazy worrying (it’s an everyday struggle, but I swear I’m getting better).
I feel better now (possibly due to the massive amount of research I’ve done), and I’m so very excited about what the future has in store for Ryan, me and the little avocado (apparently that’s the size of the baby right now, according to TheBump.com). The foundation of all of this is love, and that’s all that really matters in the end. We can stress ourselves out about what kind of cheeses I’ve eaten in the past month, argue about baby names (he hates most of the names I’ve suggested)… or we can remind ourselves what this is about. - love! The worry doesn’t go away… I think you just have to learn to deal with it, and do the best you can. Right?
Anyway, here we go! Lots of excitement and craziness ahead, I’m sure. Stay tuned.
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