I did not know what kind of “pregnant gal” I’d be. I would have assumed that I would be crazy research lady who wouldn’t take a step before researching it.
Turns out, I’m much more chill than I thought I would be. And for that, I am grateful. (I wrote a little about why in this post)
I also thought I would feel compelled to blog more about this little baby but I simply haven’t. I don’t really know why. It could be because I talk about it with my clients and friends during the day. . .who knows.
But, in an effort to write a bit more about this joyous chapter of my life, I shall embark on a post about this pregnancy. I’m not going to commit to anything weekly or monthly quite yet, but let’s just say I’ll share a little bit more about what’s going on here on the small things blog. AFTER ALL, this is the smallest thing I’ve had yet so. . . it’s only fitting.
Let’s reflect on the first trimester, shall we?
That was a rough one. I did not anticipate it to be as hard as it was. I was knocked flat out for a few weeks. Scrounging on crackers, grapes and ginger ale. It was a tough chapter. I also think my hormones took quite a drastic turn and I found myself feeling quite blue. It was weird. But, after the 8 week appointment, and the prescription for Zofran, I began to perk up again.
Frequent vomiting didn’t hit until about week 12/13. And didn’t end until week 16. The nausea was more annoying than anything. And I’m glad I’ve passed that phase.
I began to feel even more like myself during week 17. And last thursday (17.5 weeks-ish), I felt the baby move.
I was sitting at the salon, between clients, and I felt this little movement in my belly. It did not feel like a butterfly at all. I had been waiting for the butterfly feeling that everyone told me I would feel. . .and this felt like a tiny worm wiggling against the inside of my belly.
“Was that it?” I thought to myself. I held my hand on my stomach just hoping it would happen again. It didn’t immediately, so I carried on with my day, constantly wondering if tht was it.
I had similar little feelings on friday, and by friday night I decided that had to be the baby. It was a new feeling, and while it was maybe a tiny bit early for a first pregnancy, I knew it could be nothing else.
Then yesterday (18 weeks) I continued to feel the baby move occasionally, and at one point in the afternoon there was a strong wiggle that tickled me. It was the coolest feeling.
I find myself sitting patiently between clients, without the distraction of the phone or computer, to just wait and see if the baby is moving around. I love feeling him/her move.
I cannot wait for my husband, my sister and my family to be able to feel the kicks from the outside.
I’m experiencing mild back pain after a long day at the salon. And I find that if I sit for too long, I have subtle pain in my diaphragm area. I googled both of these things, and am not concerned about either. I think both are pretty darn normal. There is a lot of changing going on inside me, so things a bound to get pushed around.
I swear this baby is going through a growth spurt or something. So far this week I’ve woken up at 4am on Monday and Tuesday morning with ripping starvation. I trudge downstairs, eat a bowl of cereal and drink a huge glass of chocolate milk, and then go back to bed. Thursday morning I didn’t even make it to 2am before I was awoken with starvation pains. Notice these are not hunger pains. These are starving pains.
I eat all day, I’m getting plenty of protein, eating snacks (fruit, protein bars, yogurt) between clients. But apparently I need to be eating even more.
I’m very curious about my weight gain ( I don’t own a scale, never have). At my last appointment (14 weeks) I hadn’t gained a pound since my previous appointment (11 weeks), but I was still quite nauseous during those weeks. I hope I’ve gained at least a pound or two!
We find out the sex next week! For the most part, Justin and I have both felt that it’s a boy (for no reason, just simply a feeling/guess), so I’m anxious to see if we were right or if we were way off!
What do I hope it is? Either. I feel for the first baby, either gender is exciting. And for the second, if God gives us this gift again, I think there will be stronger feelings of hope for the opposite gender than the first. But on that same note, I loved having a sister, so siblings of the same gender are fine too!
I feel pretty settled on the names we picked out. We have 1 boy name (first and middle) and 1 girl name (unsure of middle). I haven’t decided if I’ll share the name we choose here or not. . .but I think we probably will.
I have not bought a single thing for the baby yet. Though I’ve been overwhelmingly blessed with sweet gifts from friends and clients. I have this little pile in the guest room of baby things. It’s surreal to walk past that room and see the stuff sitting there. I have to remind myself that we’ll have a baby in December that will actually be using those gifts!
I’m getting very excited about the nursery in the new house. I’m so glad that we are going to own the home that the baby will come home to, only because I can feel really settled and permanent with the nursery. I can hang shelving and paint, without the thought of “well, we may move in a few months so this may have to be packed up. . .”.
I’ve mentioned before that my mom is an incredible interior decorator, so I’m handing practically all the reigns over to her for this new house + the nursery. I’m so grateful that she’s able to help (read: do all the designing/decorating) for her first grandchild!
That’s all the baby news I have for now! I can’t wait to share our news next week of whether it’s a boy or girl!